Tagline: The ultimate tool.
Curiosity: I wanted to see how the filmmakers could stretch a 90-second premise into 90 minutes. Call it the Dude, Where’s My Car? Effect.
Plot: When no good ponytail-wearin’ bad guy Dieter Von Cunth (Val Kilmer) steals a nuclear warhead, there’s only one man who can stop him: MacGruber (Will Forte). Unfortunately, MacGruber has given up his life as an explosives expert in favor of missionary work in
Then he blows them up and settles for Kristin Wiig and Ryan Phillippe instead.
Thoughts: I saw MacGruber alone in a movie theater after work, which, given how much the film has been eating it at the box office, doesn’t seem too uncommon. That worked to my advantage, though, because there are several gross out moments in the film that just would’ve been awkward to watch with other people. This is certainly not a movie I want to watch with my mom.
This isn’t a Farrelly brothers film, though. The gross outs tend to be… darker. Like when MacGruber offers to fellate Phillippe’s character and starts crying and undressing and promising creepier and creepier sex acts. Props to Forte for consistently going all in – especially during his back-to-back sex scenes – the movie is a bit of a squirmer.
But I dig it anyhow. The cast is game for the film’s many awkward moments (Dear Val Kilmer: Make more comedies. Signed, Me) and the scenes pack enough action to satisfy fans of fake violence. On that level, MacGruber isn’t too far removed from, say, The Marine. It actually gets pretty bloody. Sometimes comically so, but the film does a nice job balancing the action and comedy better than Get Smart. I’m not sure I’d want to own a DVD copy, but MacGruber still makes for nice, fucked up diversion.
Reflection: I honestly could’ve gone for more of the Superstars. Chris Jericho and Big Show both deliver really funny cameos, and Kane has always secretly been a hilarious guy.
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