Showing posts with label Todd Phillips. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Todd Phillips. Show all posts

Thursday, December 17, 2009

The Hangover (2009)

“The Hangover” is the funniest, most insane and out-there Hollywood comedy I’ve seen in years. The plot: Four L.A. guys (headed by Bradley Cooper of “Alias”) arrive in Vegas for a honeymoon bash. Only three of the men awake the next morning with a chicken, a hungry tiger and a screaming infant scattered about their $4,000 per night suite, with a stolen police cruiser waiting outside and a missing groom God only knows where. I’ve just scratched the surface, not even mentioning the naked, gay Chinese gangster. In a genius move in line with the heist in “Reservoir Dogs,” director/co-writer Todd Phillips doesn’t even try to explain how all these pieces came together or fell apart. The jokes – crude and rude, and consisting mostly of “I can’t believe I did that” jaw-droppers – come fast and must require multiple viewings to fully intake. The kicker: “Hangover” is weirdly sweet riff on the lengths friends will drive to protect their own, whilst avoiding the rage of a bride. Zack Galifianakis is the stand out as an oddball with a “Rain Man” fetish. A