I saw two movies in theaters recently that were basically the same film told by different directors; Brooklyn and Krampus. They’ve both been the talk of indie movie town lately, so I thought I’d group them together into a quick little review.
Well, this was kind of a jarring movie to see at 10 in the morning…
I wasn’t keeping tabs, but here’s my best guess at the tally of the jokes from this film… Twelve boner jokes, seven poop jokes, two pee jokes, five unexpected celebrity cameos, six random cutaway jokes, five kick in the groin jokes, and about seven people-falling-down-to-end-a-scene-with-a-laugh jokes.. Probably about equal to what I was expecting in a Seth MacFarlane movie. At one point, as the characters entered a barn dance, I got up and slowly walked to the bathroom (wasn’t in much of a hurry to get back), and upon re-entering the theater, I caught the last 10 seconds of what appeared to be a classic MacFarlane forced song and dance number where everyone was singing about mustaches. Just people singing “Mustache!” “Mustache!” over and over again. Sorry I missed the genesis of that gem of a sequence…
Look, you know what you’re going to get out of Bad Grandpa. Going into it I anticipated plenty of poop, child neglect, and horny old man jokes. And that’s exactly what I got. If anything, Bad Grandpa is sort of commendable in the fact that it pretty much delivers exactly what you’d expect. No better or worse.
Premise: A guy is informed that he’s losing his job while on vacation with his family at Disney World. So he gets drunk and (possibly?) starts having weird visions, and there’s (possibly?) some big conspiracy. I don’t know. The plot is kind of a half-thought. Escape From Tomorrow is more widely known as the film that was shot (mostly) at Disney World (and its many hotel rooms), without the permission of Disney. I think at the current time, Disney isn’t taking any action against them, as to not give the film any more publicity. Good move on Disney’s part, because this movie probably doesn’t deserve much more publicity.
I didn’t go into this film with the highest of expectations, nor did I go into it thinking it would be a stinker. At the very least, I was hoping that I’d be saying more after walking out of the theater than “Where did I park again?”, but that’s about right where it fell.
I hope you’re all enjoying January, everybody! A winter wonderland of rejected movies that studios are scared to release any other time of the year. In most cases, it seems like a justifiable move, as most January releases are terrible. I actually like that they do this. It’s a heads-up that what you are about to see will be awful. A full month of lowered expectations. Now, I see movies pretty much every weekend, so I’m quite aware that I won’t like what I see this time of the year, but I watch them anyway. Probably out of boredom. In Movie 43’s case, I saw it out of morbid curiosity.