What do you think she meant when she said “a huge black monster with giant claws”?
Couples Retreat offers just enough laughs to keep the viewer hoping, vainly, that the movie will turn itself around, that the few good barbs and funny-because-they’re-true jabs at married life will coalesce into a coherent comedy. Instead, our eight heroes slog forward, relying far too heavily on tired Blades of Glory-esque jokes about men touching each other, until any semblance of humor falls away and the final minutes are devoted to a lecture on the importance of sticktoitiveness in marriage. It’s a family-values lesson dressed up as a frat-boy comedy, and doesn’t do either especially well.
by Eva Holland | Source: 35mm Print
11 Oct 2009 6:30 PM | Submit Comment