…tha asshole. He’s our asshole.
After “How to Train Your Dragon,” last Friday, the Toronto Underground Cinema played “Hot Tub Time Machine.” And I saw it again. And I paid for it. I just wanna share my favourite moments this second time around, and this time I actually have proper screen caps.
Like When Nick Webber-Agnew (Craig Robinson) just word vomits in Russian.
Or Lou’s (Rob Corddry) calm demeanor when he looks up to the thundering sky, deciding that he’s not gonna go back to 2010. Blink and you miss it.
Jon’s (blogless, as far as I know) favourite moment is when Lou tells his son Jacob those three words he never did. As well as Jacob’s response to that.
Look, the lovable Lizzy Caplan joins the party! She plays the younger voice of sanity in “Mean Girls” and she does that here too. She has great chemistry with Adam (John Cusack) never looks too young nor too old in either parts of the space-time continuum.
And there’s been some talk that iMDb is fanboy centric. If that were true, “Hot Tub Time Machine” would have a higher mark.
Martina was talking on the phone with her mother. I joked at how her mother might be scared that she’s watching a movie with two boys. She said that her mother trusts her choice of friends, but retracted that statement after watching the movie. I told them that I spent a voucher to watch this movie the first time and they told me that I wasted that voucher. I hope you guys disagree with them. 😛
Anything to avoid the Kraken, right?
The movie has sharp, dirty dialogue that will make United Artists founder Mary Pickford roll on her grave. And it’s that kind of humour that’s actually effective. Surprisingly, the off-putting homophobic lines actually come from Lou (The Daily Show alumni Rob Corddry), a character really comfortable about crossing the lines of sexuality. I also like how the one who’s supposedly Adam (John Cusack) and Nick’s a-hole friend steals and carries the show. And just like Corddry, the cast knows how to mix serious dialogue into the punch lines without making it see contrived.
I talked about emo before, and “Hot Tub Time Machine” has related themes. It’s all about emasculation. Nick’s wife cheats on him, Adam gets divorced, Lou is drunkenness makes doctors put him on suicide watch, Jacob is the 21st century version of “It’s Pat.” It follows the comedy genre in a way that there’s a happy ending, but in this movie they never intend to get that good ending and instead tried to do everything the same when they got the chance to go back to 1986. It’s like trying to get your dick back while you’re blindfolded. And they don’t try to be the jocks but as the tradition of the genre dictates, they’re in the middle ground, becoming content, competent men.
This movie feels like a better version of “The Hangover” with time travel, which thankfully means I don’t have to see “The Hangover.” And if you wanna feel nostalgic about the 80’s, this is the go to film for that.
Someone’s probably gonna overthink this and overblow the Reagan/Communist references. Ooh, Nick represents Obama since he spoke a little Russian. But I’m too tired to do that now.
And speaking of which, the people who go to the Scotiabank Theatre are fucking idiots. I was howling at the Reaganite and 80’s pop culture references, the bros were hooting at the women’s hooters and the dick jokes. A member of the audience put his hands like a Jay-Z symbol in front of the projector. Sure, the dick jokes and the pee jokes and the seminal discharge humour were well done for what it is. But the movie was peppered with different kinds of humour and I don’t understand why the basest jokes within the movie stand out. It’s a smarter movie than it seems.