Horrible Bosses: Blogger movie review
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We are now inhabiting the post-鈥滺angover鈥 world, and in case you needed any proof that studios are looking to locate the success gene in the hit comedy鈥檚 DNA, I submit 鈥溾 as evidence. It really shouldn鈥檛 surprise you; it鈥檚 a page straight from the television networks鈥 playbook. As soon as Fox premiered 鈥American Idol,鈥 every network wanted a singing competition. After ABC had a big hit with 鈥Dancing with the Stars,鈥 every network suddenly had a dancing show. We live in a culture of thinly veiled rip-offs that barely bother to disguise their ever-so-slight variations from the original success story.
The good news for Seth Gordon and the 鈥淗orrible Bosses鈥 team is that, at least at this moment, I still find the formula amusing and funny. The next movie shamelessly pressed from the 鈥淗angover鈥 mold, however, will probably not be in my good graces, so at least they got the timing right on this one. But the fact that some movie other than the sequel has tried using a similar blueprint for high cash and laugh returns signals a foreboding era in comedy. (Then again, I said the same thing last summer about 鈥溾 being the first of many 鈥溾 rip-offs, and nothing seems to have materialized there.)
The film invites these comparisons by using what may be the most recognizable aspect of 鈥The Hangover鈥 for laughs 鈥 the Wolfpack. From now on, any comedy that has a ragtag alliance of three thirtysomething guys will inevitably have to be measured against the ridiculously high standard set by Bradley Cooper, Ed Helms, and Zach Galifianakis. Unfair? Probably. Justified? Definitely.
However, it鈥檚 not just the presence of three funnymen that makes the parallel clear; it鈥檚 that there is so little separating the 鈥淗orrible Bosses鈥 guys from the Wolfpack. Jason Sudeikis is Bradley Cooper鈥檚 tail-chasing pretty boy, although he cedes de facto leadership of the bunch to Jason Bateman, who plays Ed Helms鈥 level-headed idea man who happens to be the only person in his friend group with a brain located in his head. And no raunchy comedy is complete with out Zach Galfianakis鈥 quirky bearded buffoon, here played by fresh face Charlie Day, the chipmunk-sounding dimwit with a thing for 鈥Angry Birds鈥 and the Ting Tings.
鈥淗orrible Bosses鈥 also uses the high concept like 鈥淭he Hangover鈥 to stretch the boundaries of what we would normally consider plausible, changing the question from 鈥淲hat if three guys were so drunk that they forgot a whole night?鈥 to 鈥淲hat if three guys were so fed up with their bosses that they decided to murder them?鈥 The bosses are pretty bad, ranging from blackmailing sleazes (Kevin Spacey) to nymphomaniacs (Jennifer Aniston) and even potbellied balding coke fiends (Colin Farrell). In a quest for psychological satisfaction in the workplace that puts Johnny Paycheck to shame, their rage and frustration leads them to sketchy bars, a misleading criminal (Jamie Foxx), and measures so desperate that they hardly make sense 鈥 unless, of course, you鈥檙e in an R-rated comedy.
But judging the film purely by its own merit, not against that of 鈥楾he Hangover,鈥 it鈥檚 decent fun and laughter with a few unexpected twists breaking the banality a tad. The situations, easily the film鈥檚 strongest aspect, are corny but still fairly funny. There aren鈥檛 any good quotables, and Bateman, Sudeikis, and Day don鈥檛 seem to feed off each other for humor quite as well as they should. In this Wolfpack, the sum is less than the total of its parts. It鈥檚 by no means the worst of the dirty comedies; on the other hand, it鈥檚 not among the best.
As for the sympathy for the down-and-out unemployed American worker that has been featured in post-recessionary cinema from 鈥溾 to 鈥,鈥 don鈥檛 expect to get any from 鈥淗orrible Bosses.鈥 Despite the fact that millions of Americans would be happy to have a job, even if their boss is a psycho or a slavedriver, it kicks the bruised man while he鈥檚 down. The movie dangles a out-of-work Lehman Brothers worker like comedic bait for the audience, showing him as so desperate that he will perform lewd sexual acts on old high school pals in the bathroom. While I鈥檓 the first person to stand up for the rights of comedians to make appropriate satire (in other words, not Tracy Morgan鈥檚 recent hateful rant), this little bit just feels in poor taste. However, poor taste seems to be a specialty in R-rated comedy nowadays. 鈥滺orrible Bosses鈥 is definitely irreverent, but it鈥檚 a dish that tastes best to those who have ever had to work under Satan 鈥 or who happened to have not seen 鈥淭he Hangover.鈥 B-
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