National Lampoon Goes to the Movies (1981)
Helloooooooooo, fetal position! Whenever I stumble across a film this noxious, this incompetent, this colon-cleansingly bad, I have to marvel at the elasticity of time. It's funny how a nice Sunday in the city can fly by while a mere 89 minutes with something this hellish can last roughly four eons. This particular open sore on the ass of cinema is easily one of the least funny "comedies" I've ever had to bear witness to. It makes National Lampoon's European Vacation look brilliant in comparison. I'd start talking about bad jokes, but there aren't any to speak of: the writers on this were so untalented that they couldn't even create recognizable concepts for jokes, let alone actual attempts at humor. The whole thing resembles a Mad Lib with no blanks filled in -- do-it-yourself comedy in which nobody did it themselves. One more reason to hate the '80s, I guess. (Embarrasment alert: The third segment of this was shot by Oscar-nominated cineamatographer Tak Fujimoto! And that's not the most embarrassing film on his resume, either -- according to the IMDb, he also photographed the notorious talking-vagina flick Chatterbox! That's funnier than anything in the actual film!)
Grade: F
Helloooooooooo, fetal position! Whenever I stumble across a film this noxious, this incompetent, this colon-cleansingly bad, I have to marvel at the elasticity of time. It's funny how a nice Sunday in the city can fly by while a mere 89 minutes with something this hellish can last roughly four eons. This particular open sore on the ass of cinema is easily one of the least funny "comedies" I've ever had to bear witness to. It makes National Lampoon's European Vacation look brilliant in comparison. I'd start talking about bad jokes, but there aren't any to speak of: the writers on this were so untalented that they couldn't even create recognizable concepts for jokes, let alone actual attempts at humor. The whole thing resembles a Mad Lib with no blanks filled in -- do-it-yourself comedy in which nobody did it themselves. One more reason to hate the '80s, I guess. (Embarrasment alert: The third segment of this was shot by Oscar-nominated cineamatographer Tak Fujimoto! And that's not the most embarrassing film on his resume, either -- according to the IMDb, he also photographed the notorious talking-vagina flick Chatterbox! That's funnier than anything in the actual film!)
Grade: F
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