Reno 911!: Marinol

Reno 911!: Miami, C

This post is...well...about a week late. I'm going to say I was busy, but to be honest, I sat in a hotel room in Huntsville trying to flip dimes into my bellybutton for three nights in a row. It wasn't so much this movie, as it was the next one, but here we go with our review.

The sometimes-talented cast of Reno 911 take to the big screen in this funny, but disgusting movie. I think it's when you take the talented duo of Ben Garant and Thomas Lennon, and throw in the bizarre mind of Kerri Kenney you get the stuff that exists in this movie.

The movie has a slight plot, enough to push the story forward, at least. Some of the skits were pretty funny, including the remake of the old "whale blown up on the beach" video. Other things that were not so funny - Thomas Lennon's naked rear (you totally need to thank me for editing that picture a bit). I get it. He's supposed to be gay and like to wear tight clothes or none at all. A lot of the ideas that were implied in the show, were just thrown out there and beaten to death through repetitive jokes. It's like many shows that are great for half and hour, but if you sit and watch a few back to back, you want to go outside and poke yourself in the eye with a stick. Thankfully my drink didn't have a straw, or I would have improvised right there in the theater.

There were some big laughs, but too much dumb and over the top bits to make this movie more than a C.

That's two drug related jokes in a row, but it's all I could do to pun on Miami. Also, Bon Jovi's newer stuff is not the most motivating music to write reviews to.

And to that guy at my brother's work who reads my reviews, I think you should have a egg and cheese biscuit and a chocolate chip muffin for breakfast tomorrow and bring one to my brother (he's trying to lose weight.. help me sabotage him).