Sunday, August 09, 2009

Movie Review: The Hangover

I was kinda wanting to see a movie this weekend. When it is ridonkulously hot and humid, there is something satisfying about sitting in a cool, dark movie theater for a couple of hours.

Thought about it yesterday, but a competing urge for a nap completely kicked the movie's ass.

But today, I got the kitchen cleaned up (it having served as the Staging Area for Absolutely Feisty and her friend L's night of Big Fun.), and I got my laundry done, all before noon. I decided a movie was in order.

I texted AF and invited her along. I knew she'd be hungover after her night out on the town, so I chose "The Hangover".

We grabbed a quick and tasty bite to eat at Smokehouse BBQ and hit the AMC 20.

Jesus H. Christ In A Motherfucking Chicken Basket Covered With In-A-Tub Powdered Cheese!

This was the funniest movie I've seen since Rat Race!

I don't want to say too much. Most of you have already seen it (it came out in early June) and know what I'm talking about. For those who haven't, I don't want to spoil it.

I'll just give you the set-up.

A guy about to be married and three of his buddies go to Las Vegas for a bachelor party.

They wake up the next day in a completely trashed hotel room, with a Siberian tiger in the bathroom, a baby in the closet, missing a tooth and missing the groom with absolutely no memory of what happened the night before.

Hilarity ensues!

Seriously, I haven't laughed this hard for this long since The D Rules claimed to have a date. With a woman. Who wasn't a relative. That he didn't have to pay.

Seriously, if I had this movie on DVD, I'd be watching it again right now.

Great fucking movie. Go see it!


Dan said...

You know what? That review means more to me than anything I could read in the New Yorker. Can't wait to see it.

Donna said...

Well, Cliff and I liked "Bachelor Party" years ago, so we ought to like this movie too.

We LOVE us some Smokehouse BBQ.

"The D" said...

Dude, you got me good on that one. I didn't even see it coming.

Remember Sir, revenge is a dish best served cold... ICE COLD!

Xavier Onassis said...

The D - Ahahahaha! Bring it, bitch!