Friday, August 13, 2010

Movie Review: Hot Tub Time Machine

What’s better than catching a movie on TBS (or in this case, from a friend’s DVD collection) that you swore you’d never see, have NO expectations for, and end up loving?  Hot Tub Time Machine, which is a wry comedy with no ulterior motive, aside from making you unexpectedly spit soda out of your nose, is full of vulgar one-liners and classic 80’s references.

The plot, which of course involves a time machine in a hot tub, is so silly and predictable that you'd never think the movie would work.  But, once you accept the ridiculous premise of the movie and let it go, it's easy to relax and just start laughing.  Thanks largely in part of the performances of the three leading characters; the script pulls you in and you forget about all the half-ass films that have attempted to master this type of comedy in the past (usually failing miserably).  If you have any of your humor left from when you were 12-years old, or nostalgia for the 80's you'll find humor in this flick.

My personal favorite one-liners include:

Adam (commenting on young Nick's haircut): "You look like Kid 'n Play."
Nick: "That's actually two people."

Dr. Jeff (asking Adam and Nick about Lou): "You are his friends, right?"
[Awkward silence]
Nick: "It's like that friend who's an asshole, but he's our asshole."

[Nick has just called his future wife on the phone in 1986 and screamed at her about an affair she will have in 2010.]
Adam: "Were you just yellin' at your nine-year-old wife?"
Nick: "...Yes."

Lou: It's the fucking 80's guys. Let's do what we want to do. Free Love! 
Jacob: That was the 60's dipshit. 
Adam: We had like Reagan and AIDS. Get the fuck outta here, okay. Do the right thing, Violator! 

Jacob: I'm kinda right in the middle of a thing right now, but can I text you later? 
Girl at Club: Can you what? 
Jacob: Are you online at all? 
Girl at Club: I have no idea what you're talking about. 
Jacob: How do I get a hold of you? 
Girl at Club: You come find me. 
Jacob: That sounds... exhausting...

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