Archive - Apr 16, 2010

The Last Song is another sum of typical Nicholas Sparks’ parts. Moving far away plus young love plus fatal disease equals sultry melodrama made for 14 year olds. That being said, if you aren’t 14 but enjoy a good ol’ cheesy love story and are infatuated with Miley Cyrus (like, ahem, me) this movie may be for you.

What’s more fun than grown men drinking beers, trying to pick up ladies, and broing out? Try throwing in a (drum roll please) hot tub time machine that transports the dudes back to the ‘80s and it’s a guaranteed good time. While not quite as funny as other bromantic comedies like last year’s The Hangover and I Love You Man, its ridiculous scenario differentiates Hot Tub Time Machine.

I’ve heard it argued that the problem with Americans is the demand for immediate fulfillment and material goods that permeates our society. We’ve been charged with being self-centered people, unaware of the world around us. Though there may be some truth to the statement on the whole, I disagree with the last point. Americans are acutely aware of global issues.