Look, I worship at the alter of Jack Poessiger’s reviews as much as the next guy…
More so, actually. Which isn’t to say we’re in lock step on each and every movie. Frankly, Jack has better taste than me. I mean, in movies. Other than his tendency to laugh hillariously at fart humor. But in my humble opinion, his relatively rave review of Hangover 2 was completely off the mark.
Don’t take my word for it. In a crowded Dickinson Palazzo theater this evening, I sat stone faced, listening intently to little to the audience reaction of very little no laughter. It’s a good thing movie studios are able to front load the box office by opening on so many screens. Everybody races to the muliplex and parts company with their cash the first weekend before word of mouth has a chance to spread.
In the old days – like the 1990s and before – fewer screens meant long lines and weeks of boffo box offices.
If, that is, the word of mouth held up.
If the movie sucked, or was just so-so, the falloff would be greater because far fewer people would go. By the time anybody has a chance to kick this dog around at the office or wherever they’ll have taken the money and run.
Allow me to share the opinion of Hangover 2 by a 30-something, single woman who loved the original.
"I’d give it a four out of 10," she says. "The pictures at the end of the movie during the credits were the funniest part but the rest of the movie didn’t live up to those pictures."
Where Hangover 2 went wrong:
"The first one was unexpected. This one was formulaic. And this one relied too much on depravity for depravity’s sake. It just wasn’t that funny. And the audience at the theater was flat. I heard a few chuckles here and there but nothing like the first Hangover. The first one I was like laughing out loud so hard I thought I was going to pee my pants. It was shock and awe and hysterics. And this one was more disbelief at how unfunny it was."