
Vacation movie review: stay home
All homophobic, xenophobic, scatological grossout, with some rape and pedophilia “jokes” for flavor. How did this happen?

All homophobic, xenophobic, scatological grossout, with some rape and pedophilia “jokes” for flavor. How did this happen?

Not sure if serious or sarcastic…

The female protagonist is messed up, not very nice, and definitely not pursuing romance. Is she pursuing sex? Sure…

A breath of half-nasty, half-nice fresh air, set somewhere near the intersection between a parody of a romantic comedy and a straight-up example of one.

If I hadn’t taken this photo myself, I would refuse to believe that this is in the heart of London.

The black-and-white cat did eventually come say hello to me, and permit herself to be petted.

A young woman is reduced to little more than a vessel for an unborn child, and an object for feelings by the male protagonist.

An achingly perfect evocation of New York’s East Village in the 1980s and an amazing cast cannot make this tale of adolescent anxiety catch fire.

The male protagonist uses his newly acquired godlike powers to treat women badly, as if they were nothing more than playthings for men.

Subjuvenile and offensive, sentimental and ridiculous. Every attempt at a joke falls flat. Every talent here is wasted. Save yourself.