Lettuce talk about this movie. I certainly have no beef with it; it’s buns of fun and it was so nice to ketchup with all the great characters as they Bobbed and weaved through the madcap musical mystery plot filled with giant sinkholes worth of humour, enjoyable songs (Grover’s went on way too long though), some surprisingly suspenseful action (see the trapped car), and engaging arcs for the kooky kids (Louise’s in particular tugged on my heartstrings like two hanging from a pink bunny hat).
Three friends take a break from their day-to-day lives to throw a bachelor party in Las Vegas for their last remaining single pal. (IMDb)
With questionable chemistry between the four leads, the “old guys partying” schtick here mostly just feels silly and awkward (although Freeman’s drunk ramble at the nightclub is great) and the numerous aging jokes forced. De Niro’s Paddy cuts through the crap in a great reality-check speech midway through, but its themes are discarded seconds later in favour of more generic party slapstick and the brief girl-drama doesn’t really make up for it, leaving us with just another formulaic Vegas flick.