Sunday, 12 July 2009
Anatomy of a Trailer: Couples Retreat
1. If I have to watch another movie where Vince Vaughn confuses loud rambling for being funny, I'm going to drown every single person named Vince in the entire world just to prove a point. Four Christmasses wounded me. Deep.
2. How fat is Jon Favreau? Wasn't there a time when he was a legitimate love interest? Now he looks like if he laid on top of Kristin Davis he would literally crush her ribs.
3. Any film where someone winks and a sound effect occurs, I know that we can never be friends.
4. Films such as this highlight how sexist Hollywood is. Would the female equivalent of Faizon Love (aka Monique) or Jon Favreau (aka Roseanne Barr) ever be cast in this film?
5. Jason Bateman needs to develop better script reading skills fast. Oh no hang on, his next project sounds like a winner. He's starring in a film where Jennifer Aniston impregnates herself with a turkey baster. Great, sorted.
6. I like Malin Akerman but she is seriously pushing the limits of our friendship. If she doesn't end the film by setting fire to every other character then I'm deleting her from my Facebook.
7. Vince Vaughn gets into a dangerous situation with some sharks and survives. Stupid fucking sharks.
8. I always assumed that Kristin Davis spent her non-Sex and the City months asleep or cryogenically frozen but this film proves me totally wrong.
9. There is something so asexual about Kristin Bell. Sure, she's cute but can you even imagine her having a vagina?
10. Oh look, a sleazy, foreign yoga instructor named Fabio who makes overtly sexual gestures towards the women AND men! Who the fuck finds this kind of shit funny? I want names. I want names and addresses now.
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2 comments:
I had to watch The Break Up a few weeks ago, as my eldest nephew erroneously thought that "it was the one where Jennifer Aniston got her boobs out".
I wanted to eat my own hair by the end of it.
Perhaps my parents should have gone to this island. Nawww... They were too cheap. They got divorced, and my life since would make a wildly more entertaining movie than this one.
And the funny thing is, some days I don't even leave the couch.
Stupid Vince. Go away.
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