My Taste Is Impeccable

My roomie bought a DVD combo pack including The Hangover and Wedding Crashers. You may have seen my recent post enthusing about The Hangover, so I thought I owed Wedding Crashers, which I'd never seen, a shot as well. After all, they were packaged together, right? Perhaps the style of humor in the second movie would appeal to me as much as the first one.

Nope.

Maybe it's just my allergies to both Vince Vaughn and weddings, but I couldn't watch more than half an hour of Wedding Crashers. There is literally nothing I enjoyed about that formulaic pile of rom-com garbage. You know, just because a movie has some nice tits and some raunchy jokes in it, that doesn't make it "special" or more than a paint-by-numbers exercise in predictable, crowd-pleasing swill.

Blech.

Somebody please explain the appeal of this movie, and while your at it, define Vince Vaughn's queasy, Sasquatchian "charm".

THE HANGOVER = Classic

Hangover

I watched The Hangover for the second time since the theatrical release, and it was just as, if not more, enjoyable than it was the first viewing. I'm always afraid with raunchy comedies that they're not going to be fun once the shock value wears off, but this one's got what it takes to last. Folks are going to still be watching it in 20 years. The performances are all top-notch and the story of a Vegas bachelor party gone bad is timeless.

It's just good, people. If you know me, you know I don't usually go for dumbass comedies, but this is a special dumbass comedy. From the moment the opening credits roll to Glenn Danzig's "Thirteen" rather than a more obvious good-time party song, you know that you're in for a sweet ride.

I know it's not "good for me", but I love it anyway.