Keep this bookmarked through the school year, and, in the words of the patron saint of getting wild, Andrew W.K.: “Party till you puke.”
A judge and a detective get involved as the seventh and eighth wheels, because this is that type of movie—the type of comedy they might’ve made in the ’30s, when detectives and judges were always walking into farcical scenes at the wrong time.
Lots of great FREE EVENTS you cheap bastards!
“That’s what put me on The Daily Show as the resident expert, the kind of person that would say with a straight face that Franklin Roosevelt had a hook for a hand but you never noticed it because it’s shaped like a wheelchair.”
If that’s not a winning combo we don’t know what is
The whole audience leans forward and asks, “Why?” And the best that Trainwreck can offer seems to be, “Why not?”
The curiously celibate romantic action comedies of Edgar Wright and Peter Bogdanovich, the rhyming wordplay of Quentin Tarantino and Wes Anderson…they all owe their existence to screwballs.
He rolled down his window as he drove past, after I almost shit my pants, and he just yelled: “Get the fack outta heah.” And I was like, “Ah, welcome to Boston.”
Rock act Doom Lover are hosting a vaudeville show full of musicians, comedians, poets, and, yes, contortionists.
It’s not really a night out in Boston unless you see at least one fistfight over the weekend, right?