Written by: Jon Lucas & Scott Moore
Directed by: Todd Phillips
Starring: Bradley Cooper, Ed Helms, Zach Galifianakis, Justin Bartha, Heather Graham
My Advice: Matinee.
Doug’s (Bartha) getting married. So there’s only one thing to do: borrow the bride-to-be’s (Sasha Barrese) father’s (Jeffrey Tambor) car (itself) and grab two friends (Cooper and Helms), the future brother-in-law (Galifianakis) and head to Vegas for a night of insane partying. The running gag is that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas…and the quartet appear to have taken that to the extreme. Because the next morning Vegas appears to have taken not only their memories of the night previous but also Doug himself. He’s nowhere to be found, and the three “survivors” have to piece together whatever clues they have to figure out just what the hell happened and where they lost Doug.
But it is wrong. And the film lucked out with a great marketing campaign, because its trailer is indicative of what the film was up against. I’m sure the reaction many had was the same as mine: eh, looks like the best bits might be in the trailer. Indeed, it was only after continued buzz built up that I thought, okay, fine, I need to go see this on the big screen now. The payoff of a lot of very funny bits was the result. Would it have suffered on the small screen? Not at all, but sometimes you really do need to go share the experience of laughing in a crowded cinema–and this will do the trick.
The cast, especially the core trio of “survivors,” is excellent. Cooper does extremely well considering he’s up against the character arc of Helms and the…well, the twisted brilliance of Galifianakis. He manages to hold his own, essentially playing straight/sane man against the other two. Helms plays the high strung “doctor” to a tee and Galifianakis is a revelation of wrong. I’m not quite sure how else to describe him, frankly. I just spent two minutes staring at the last sentence. Once you see the film, you will know.
The plot is also engaging enough to where you start to wonder just what the hell happened as well, which helps carry you through any bits where you might be at the limits of what raunch you can take. But it’s not like it’s pushing or even setting fire to the envelope–apart from the baby gag in the trailer–a bit I never thought I’d see–so don’t think you’re going to be offended to your very core or anything. On the other hand, your mom might not dig it. I’m just saying.
If you’re watching your wallet, sure, wait for the DVD. But do see it. Its box office performance is indicative of the fact that people can enjoy smart dumb comedies as well.