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Yes, but will He forgive Mark Wahlberg for this?
Terrible sequels, just in time for the holidays: A Bad Moms Christmas and Daddy’s Home 2
Mark Wahlberg recently apologized to God for appearing in Boogie Nights.
Albert Brooks can’t get arrested in Hollywood, but sequels to star-studded, empty-headed comedies continue to flourish. Back-to-back screenings of A Bad Moms Christmas and the second movement in the Daddy’s Home saga made it a weekend of #2 at the multiplex.
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Daddy's Home 2
Mark Wahlberg recently apologized to God for appearing in <em>Boogie Nights</em>. Satan’s currently warming up a tier in hell for him and the funky bunch of willing participants in this crime against cinema. As in the first installment, there’s a superbly executed avalanche gag, this one involving a snow-blower consuming a strand of perimeter Christmas lights. At best, it has the same effect as a shot a Febreeze would on a garbage scow. Wahlberg taps into his inner-Bowery Boy to play Leo Gorcey to Ferrell’s Huntz Hall, but who thought it was a good idea to typecast Tinsel Town’s favorite pardoned Jew-hater (Mel Gibson) in the role of a womanizing homophobe? As Wahlberg’s dad, Mel is supposed to play a former astronaut while his peacoat and duffle bag (and vocabulary) bring to mind a longshoreman. The fact that an abusive schmuck like Gibson is still able to find work in A-list productions proves there’s hope out there for Harvey Weinstein.
Mark Wahlberg recently apologized to God for appearing in Boogie Nights. Satan’s currently warming up a tier in hell for him and the funky bunch of willing participants in this crime against cinema. As in the first installment, there’s a superbly executed avalanche gag, this one involving a snow-blower consuming a strand of perimeter Christmas lights. At best, it has the same effect as a shot a Febreeze would on a garbage scow.
Brazilian bombshell Alessandra Ambrosio returns as Wahlberg’s trophy bride, and damn if the funniest thing in the picture isn’t watching the filmmakers work up a sweat while trying to avoid giving the Victoria’s Secret mannequin much in the way of dialogue. (She makes Melanoma Trump sound like Dame Judi Dench.) Wahlberg taps into his inner-Bowery Boy to play Leo Gorcey to Ferrell’s Huntz Hall, but who thought it was a good idea to typecast Tinsel Town’s favorite pardoned Jew-hater (Mel Gibson) in the role of a womanizing homophobe? As Wahlberg’s dad, Mel is supposed to play a former astronaut, while his peacoat and duffle bag (and vocabulary) bring to mind a longshoreman. The fact that an abusive schmuck like Gibson is still able to find work in A-list productions proves there’s hope out there for Harvey Weinstein.
Here's something you might be interested in.
Yes, but will He forgive Mark Wahlberg for this?
Terrible sequels, just in time for the holidays: A Bad Moms Christmas and Daddy’s Home 2
Yes, but will He forgive Mark Wahlberg for this?
Terrible sequels, just in time for the holidays: A Bad Moms Christmas and Daddy’s Home 2
Mark Wahlberg recently apologized to God for appearing in Boogie Nights.
Albert Brooks can’t get arrested in Hollywood, but sequels to star-studded, empty-headed comedies continue to flourish. Back-to-back screenings of A Bad Moms Christmas and the second movement in the Daddy’s Home saga made it a weekend of #2 at the multiplex.
Movie
Daddy's Home 2
Mark Wahlberg recently apologized to God for appearing in <em>Boogie Nights</em>. Satan’s currently warming up a tier in hell for him and the funky bunch of willing participants in this crime against cinema. As in the first installment, there’s a superbly executed avalanche gag, this one involving a snow-blower consuming a strand of perimeter Christmas lights. At best, it has the same effect as a shot a Febreeze would on a garbage scow. Wahlberg taps into his inner-Bowery Boy to play Leo Gorcey to Ferrell’s Huntz Hall, but who thought it was a good idea to typecast Tinsel Town’s favorite pardoned Jew-hater (Mel Gibson) in the role of a womanizing homophobe? As Wahlberg’s dad, Mel is supposed to play a former astronaut while his peacoat and duffle bag (and vocabulary) bring to mind a longshoreman. The fact that an abusive schmuck like Gibson is still able to find work in A-list productions proves there’s hope out there for Harvey Weinstein.
Mark Wahlberg recently apologized to God for appearing in Boogie Nights. Satan’s currently warming up a tier in hell for him and the funky bunch of willing participants in this crime against cinema. As in the first installment, there’s a superbly executed avalanche gag, this one involving a snow-blower consuming a strand of perimeter Christmas lights. At best, it has the same effect as a shot a Febreeze would on a garbage scow.
Brazilian bombshell Alessandra Ambrosio returns as Wahlberg’s trophy bride, and damn if the funniest thing in the picture isn’t watching the filmmakers work up a sweat while trying to avoid giving the Victoria’s Secret mannequin much in the way of dialogue. (She makes Melanoma Trump sound like Dame Judi Dench.) Wahlberg taps into his inner-Bowery Boy to play Leo Gorcey to Ferrell’s Huntz Hall, but who thought it was a good idea to typecast Tinsel Town’s favorite pardoned Jew-hater (Mel Gibson) in the role of a womanizing homophobe? As Wahlberg’s dad, Mel is supposed to play a former astronaut, while his peacoat and duffle bag (and vocabulary) bring to mind a longshoreman. The fact that an abusive schmuck like Gibson is still able to find work in A-list productions proves there’s hope out there for Harvey Weinstein.
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