film criticism by maryann johanson | celebrating 25 years: 1997–2022
The title is intentionally ironic, and yet still feels like a bad and desperately unfunny joke. The spectacular all-star cast holds their noses and gamely dives in anyway, for the sake of Judy Greer’s directorial debut.
Ah, it’s another “teen falling in love while dying beautifully” romance. When it isn’t sappy and predictable, it doesn’t make a whole lot of sense. Its young couple is perfectly charming, though.
Tense but never sensationalized action adventure about the first post–9/11 US foray into Afghanistan, an extraordinary culture clash and mashup of medieval and modern technologies.
Funnier even than the first film, nonstop self-deprecation that doles out well-deserved smacks to about 817 Hollywood things that desperately deserve it.
Once in a while a film comes along that demonstrates how pig-headedly sexist Hollywood is when it comes to ignoring female perspectives.
It’s possible that this appallingly awful excuse for a raunchy comedy is meant to be satirical, but I suspect it’s merely shockingly incompetent, even grading on the raunchy-comedy curve.
