Let the Game Begin
by Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski)
This is an atrocious film
that attempts to be a relationship comedy - I think. Mostly it just wanders
around aimlessly, is arranged illogically, is cut confusingly, and spends a
lot of time on unimportant minor characters. Of course the director may have
gone with the minor characters because his star was so weak - it's the one
dude from American Pie who was completely forgettable. Of course we remember Stifler best from those films, but he was really the nemesis of our heroes, a
group of four friends. There was Oz, the handsome lacrosse jock who loved to
sing. There was Finch, the intellectual bullshitter. There was Jim, the shy
pie-fucker whose dad was Eugene Levy. And then there was that other dude who
did nothing special and had no personality. Well that other dude is the star
of this film. Although he's supposed to be a doctor turned internet
millionaire, he still looks and sounds like a naive high school kid, and is
not believable either in medicine or in business.
If you are not familiar with our grading system, you need to
explanation, because the grading is not linear. For example, by
our definition, a
C is solid and a C+ is a VERY good movie. There are very few Bs
and As. Based on our descriptive system, this film is a:
Bad in nearly every imaginable way.
Very little. Brief toplessness from Patricia Stasiak.