Thursday, April 11, 2013

An Incomparable Mistake

Greetings. Instinctive salutation, as I am sure I tend to begin each post that way. With the word "greetings". Anyway, what this miniature announcement concerns is the upcoming failure known as The Hangover Part III. This marks the brashly-titled "epic finale" of the chaotic trilogy that should have remained a single amazing film and be done with. The idea of The Hangover really did not require the induction of a saga--it should have been just one movie to saturate the memories of cinema savants. Rather, moviegoers. Because movies such as these are not necessarily placed on intellectuals' Top One Hundred Films. As an intellectual myself, I must declare the ingenuity of the first film. In the field of comedies, never have I been so shocked and struck with the element of hilarity than by the initial viewing of The Hangover. If you have not seen it yet, within the three years it has been available, then endure the disgrace as you find a way to experience the hilarity. The first time watching the movie is truly the memory you have to embrace when discussing the movie, or when recalling your preferred comedies. Who discusses film? If I sound a tad harsh towards the trilogy created by Todd Phillips, perhaps you'd like to judge the impending sequel yourselves. Without further ado what an interesting phrase, here is the latest trailer for the third part of the long-awaited drunken comedy.

Well, was I incorrect? Highly doubtful, unless you missed the big picture of the movie. Zach Galifianakis appears to be the new leader of the infamous Wolf Pack, since his so-called breakout role in the first one--which earned him incredulous Oscar buzz that year--placated him as someone audiences want to see. Hypothetically, if I represented the majority of audiences, he is absolutely not someone I'd like to see throughout the film. I'll admit, he can be funny, on account of the lines he was instructed to recite, but nowhere near tolerable to become a leading player. Both Bradley Cooper and Ed Helms were hardly audible in the trailer, aside from Stu's trademark what-is-going-on shrieking and Phil's attractive expression of confusion. Another key character in the trilogy, as well as this final chapter in particular, is Mr. Chow, played by the excruciating Ken Jeong. He is not funny, nor is he even a shred likable in any aspect. Utterly repulsive. Both he and Zach Galfianakis are catalysts in the already-dwindling trilogy. Again, one film to be watched only once, unless the rare case of amnesia strikes. The fact that The Hangover is only remarkable in its first run proves its mediocrity as a film. True masterful work is depicted in a movie's ability to astound and enthrall viewers whether they've watched it once or countless times. That's cinema, folks. For the time being, enjoy the silence. Yes, this was merely a trailer-post. I am getting far too lazy for my own ambition, aren't I?

Harry Potter-esque poster. Oh, how hilarious.
Memorial Day. Be there or be square.

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