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What do you get when someone loved "Mama Mia" so much that they decided to do the same thing with the Beatles? Why, you get "Across The Universe", an unentertaining acid trip through the sixties.
To quickly sum up this mess, a collection of characters (everything from a British guy to a seemingly bi-curious cheerleader) all work their way to the same New York flophouse.
From there, they laugh, they cry, they drift apart. You know, typical things that happen to total strangers who by odd twist of fate all wind up together.
As this bizarre story continues to unfold, we are treated to swirling colors, headache inducing visuals, Eddie Izzard dancing with Blue Meanies, and Bono warbling about how he's the walrus.
Now, to be fair, I am not a huge fan of musicals, but this thing sucked out loud. This film tries to be deep, but is, in actuality, about as shallow as a rain puddle.
To quickly sum up this mess, a collection of characters (everything from a British guy to a seemingly bi-curious cheerleader) all work their way to the same New York flophouse.
From there, they laugh, they cry, they drift apart. You know, typical things that happen to total strangers who by odd twist of fate all wind up together.
As this bizarre story continues to unfold, we are treated to swirling colors, headache inducing visuals, Eddie Izzard dancing with Blue Meanies, and Bono warbling about how he's the walrus.
Now, to be fair, I am not a huge fan of musicals, but this thing sucked out loud. This film tries to be deep, but is, in actuality, about as shallow as a rain puddle.
What is it about the Farrelly brothers that people enjoy? No matter what they make, I just can't find any decent entertainment out of it. The jokes suck, the humor is almost non-existent, and the whole experience is tedious and painful.
And, that about sums up Fox's latest supposed sitcom.
What equates to an unfunny "Seinfeld" knock-off, this show tries to be edgy and funny and fails on both counts about 98% of the time. When you don't even find yourself smiling (much less laughing) at a sitcom, then something is wrong with the show.
To quickly sum up this mess, four single friends (on of them recently divorced) jump back into the dating circuit, with supposed hilarity ensuing. But, if things like worn out sex jokes and "kid in the helmet" jokes are the best these writers can do, then this show is in desperate need of help.
Honestly, there are much better things you can do with your Sunday night. Slamming your head against a brick wall comes to mind.
In closing, this show just sucks. There is no other way to really say it.
And, that about sums up Fox's latest supposed sitcom.
What equates to an unfunny "Seinfeld" knock-off, this show tries to be edgy and funny and fails on both counts about 98% of the time. When you don't even find yourself smiling (much less laughing) at a sitcom, then something is wrong with the show.
To quickly sum up this mess, four single friends (on of them recently divorced) jump back into the dating circuit, with supposed hilarity ensuing. But, if things like worn out sex jokes and "kid in the helmet" jokes are the best these writers can do, then this show is in desperate need of help.
Honestly, there are much better things you can do with your Sunday night. Slamming your head against a brick wall comes to mind.
In closing, this show just sucks. There is no other way to really say it.