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Yes; it's movie review time again.
Death at a Funeral
Roll the opening credits. An animated coffin travels sedately along a long and winding cartoon map. It quickly becomes apparent that the driver has no idea how to get where he's going. There's the staying far too long in a round-about, the reversing on a highway and a long pause at a T-junction. When the casket finally arrives, it turns out that it has the wrong...inhabitant.
This isn't an in-your-face comedy. That being said, you'll be laughing all the way through it. What makes it funny is the characters and how they bounce off each other. Take the nephew of the deceased a "pharmacist in training" who is actually trying to design the next big hallucinogen who makes pills "that are acid...mostly" and places them in a container labeled "Valium." His sister and her fiancee arrive to pick up NoD. Only it turns out that they haven't announced their engagement to the judgmental Uncle of the deceased yet, and the fiancee is a nervous wreak. To calm him down the niece of the deceased (hereafter referred to as NoD) gives him one of the "Valium" pills.
The two sons of the the deceased, meanwhile, have to deal with the long-standing feelings toward each other. The younger became a best-selling novelist who then went off and abandoned his family, while the older one stayed at home, married and took care of his ailing father. Despite the younger brother's well known writing talent, the older brother is the one giving the eulogy. The only person who seems happy with this arrangement is the younger brother. Also the younger brother isn't going to pay his half for the funeral. "Do you know the up-keep costs for the flat in New York? And how much they charge for first class airline tickets these days?"
Enter Peter, a four foot dwarf who nobody at the funeral seems to recognize. After many interruptions Peter manages to pull the older brother aside and reveals that he was a lover to the recently deceased. He has evidence, and he's not afraid to used it. "I was left out of his will. Do you know how that makes me feel? It makes me feel like a cheap slut." Apparently the only way to stop feeling like a cheap slut, is feel like an expensive slut. He wants a large sum, or he'll tell the already volatile-with-grief widow (and all the other guests) all the sordid details.
Wackiness in the form of hallucinations, accidental murder, attempted suicide, and grief ensue.
Honestly, it was the funniest movie I've seen since Kung Fu Hustle.
Rating: Worth a full price adult ticket (A).
Death at a Funeral
Roll the opening credits. An animated coffin travels sedately along a long and winding cartoon map. It quickly becomes apparent that the driver has no idea how to get where he's going. There's the staying far too long in a round-about, the reversing on a highway and a long pause at a T-junction. When the casket finally arrives, it turns out that it has the wrong...inhabitant.
This isn't an in-your-face comedy. That being said, you'll be laughing all the way through it. What makes it funny is the characters and how they bounce off each other. Take the nephew of the deceased a "pharmacist in training" who is actually trying to design the next big hallucinogen who makes pills "that are acid...mostly" and places them in a container labeled "Valium." His sister and her fiancee arrive to pick up NoD. Only it turns out that they haven't announced their engagement to the judgmental Uncle of the deceased yet, and the fiancee is a nervous wreak. To calm him down the niece of the deceased (hereafter referred to as NoD) gives him one of the "Valium" pills.
The two sons of the the deceased, meanwhile, have to deal with the long-standing feelings toward each other. The younger became a best-selling novelist who then went off and abandoned his family, while the older one stayed at home, married and took care of his ailing father. Despite the younger brother's well known writing talent, the older brother is the one giving the eulogy. The only person who seems happy with this arrangement is the younger brother. Also the younger brother isn't going to pay his half for the funeral. "Do you know the up-keep costs for the flat in New York? And how much they charge for first class airline tickets these days?"
Enter Peter, a four foot dwarf who nobody at the funeral seems to recognize. After many interruptions Peter manages to pull the older brother aside and reveals that he was a lover to the recently deceased. He has evidence, and he's not afraid to used it. "I was left out of his will. Do you know how that makes me feel? It makes me feel like a cheap slut." Apparently the only way to stop feeling like a cheap slut, is feel like an expensive slut. He wants a large sum, or he'll tell the already volatile-with-grief widow (and all the other guests) all the sordid details.
Wackiness in the form of hallucinations, accidental murder, attempted suicide, and grief ensue.
Honestly, it was the funniest movie I've seen since Kung Fu Hustle.
Rating: Worth a full price adult ticket (A).