The wife was sleeping, the kids were sleeping, so two nights ago I dragged myself to see “The Hangover”—which everyone seems to agree is the funniest movie ever. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. ha …
I hated it.
Eh, “hated” is too strong. But I didn’t like it. Predictable, recycled, unimaginative, bargain-basement humor. A distant cry from what I consider to be the funnest movie ever made; a movie that causes me to laugh and laugh and laugh—even though I’ve seen it dozens of times.
Ladies and gentlemen, the comedy to end all comedies …
