"I HOPE THEY SERVE
BEER IN HELL"
by Kevin Carr
|| MOVIE: * (out of 5 stars)
DVD EXPERIENCE: *1/2 (out of 5 stars)
Jesse Bradford as DREW
Matt Czuchry as TUCKER MAX
Geoff Stults as DAN
Keri Lynn Pratt as KRISTY
Marika Dominczyk as LARA
Traci Lords as CONNIE
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WHAT IT’S ABOUT
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Dan (Geoff Stults) is about to get married, so his friends Tucker (Matt Czuchry) and Drew (Jesse Bradford) decide to throw him a bachelor party out of town. In the process, Tucker offends everyone he can, Drew unleashes his venom on a stripper and Dan tries to keep faithful to his fiancée. This film is loosely based on the pseudo-autobiographical book “I Hope They Serve Been in Hell” by Tucker Max, allegedly being a true story of his own shenanigans.
WHAT I LIKED
It is at times like these that I would say, “Well, the movie was in focus.” Sadly, this was not always the case. They may or may not serve beer in hell, but after watching this film, I’m convinced they served it on set.
Even for a T&A connoisseur like myself, who enjoys some copious female nudity on screen, there were shockingly few moments like these... which left the movie to its own devices. Read on to learn more about those devices.
WHAT I DIDN’T LIKE
It is rare that I find a film with no redeeming qualities whatsoever. I’m no prude, but the antics that this movie presents are so misogynistic, smarmy and sleazy that I could barely watch the film. It presents every guy as a whore-monger who is too cheap to actually pay for a whore, and it presents every woman as a sex-starved skank who just can’t wait to grind her pelvis on the likes of Tucker Max. It’s like a porno movie without the actual sex, and what’s the point in that?
“I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell” is inspired by the shenanigans of Tucker Max, who has been routinely accused of date rape because he seems incapable of actually having sex with a woman without the aid of alcohol, and even though the character of Tucker Max appears to have a redeeming moment (which is subsequently smashed), the author’s ego is only surpassed by his own sleaziness.
To make matters worse, and to bolster the appearance that this film is nothing but one giant masturbatory fantasy, the realities of strip clubs and bars doesn’t even exist in the context of the story. If guys were to try or say some of the things they do in this movie, they’d be bounced out of the club on their ear. It makes me wonder if Tucker Max, the director and everyone else involved ever actually spoke to a dancer or had been in a real club.
Add to the fact that the actors in this film are in their 30s, which comes off as terribly pathetic. If they were college age, their behavior could be chalked up as immaturity. But in your 30s? This is just sad.
To top things off, the movie goes for the gross-out humor without any finesse, stealing a gag from “Wedding Crashers” and literally saying to the audience that it is doing this. By the end of the film, the image of Traci Lords and Tucker Max crapping all over a hotel room serves as a review of the movie itself.
The DVD comes with what promises to be “Shocking and outrageous outtakes,” which might be so if you manage to stomach the movie itself and are left wanting more.
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