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November 13, 2014

Dumb and Dumber To

Oh, I get it. You're "birdbrained." [crickets]

Grade: C –
Director: Bobby and Peter Farrelly
Starring: Jim Carrey, Jeff Daniels, Rob Riggle, Laurie Holden, Rachel Melvin and Kathleen Turner
MPAA Rating: PG-13
Running Time: 1 hr. 53 min.

During Dumb and Dumber To, lunkheaded Lloyd (Jim Carrey) is tricked into reaching below an elder nursing home patient’s bedding, searching for some supposedly missing diamonds. When Grannie’s contented grin prompts Lloyd that his groping has extended into the holiest of holies, he jerks away and, for the punch line, blows a dust cloud off his hand.

The scene is a fitting metaphor for a script seemingly extracted from a similarly musty void. Released 20 years ago, Dumb and Dumber was the first feature film for writer-directors Bobby and Peter Farrelly. That led off a triumvirate of irreverent comedies—Kingpin and There’s Something About Mary—over a four-year period that ensconced the Farrelly brothers as leaders of a new breed of cutting-edge comedy filmmakers.

But there are only so many grangina gags and yucks targeting minorities and the mentally challenged. Once that well dried up, it ushered in a 16-year creative drought for the Farrellys. And unfortunately, Dumb and Dumber To feels more like a neutered homage than a revival. [To the brothers’ partial credit, they played no part in the hideous knockoff prequel, Dumb and Dumber: When Harry Met Lloyd.]

After Lloyd emerges from an elaborate hoax where he faked being in a catatonic state for 20 years—another unintentional metaphor—he and manic doof pal Harry Dunne (Jeff Daniels) leave Rhode Island and embark on another road adventure, this time to track down Harry’s previously unknown daughter Penny (Rachel Melvin). Harry needs a kidney replacement, and he hopes Penny might be a “genital donor match.” Meanwhile, Lloyd’s motivation are his daydreams of wooing the fetching but equally dimwitted Penny.

Along the way, Lloyd and Harry become embroiled in a plot by Adele Pinchelow (Laurie Holden), Penny’s adopted mother, and her groundskeeper Travis (Rob Riggle) to kill Adele’s husband (Steve Tom), a famous scientist. There’s also a MacGuffin, a box containing a billion-dollar solution to the problems plaguing humankind that Dr. Pinchelow gives to Lloyd and Harry to deliver to Penny in El Paso, Texas.

There’s the expected surefit of flatulence and scatalogy, but it’s as stale as Carrey and Daniels’ man-child schtick, now creepily embodied in two fiftysomething actors. At least there’s an ease and familiarity to Carrey’s wit and physical comedy, which occasionally borders on inspired. On the other hand, Daniels can reel off the malaprops but appears uncomfortable, even embarrassed revisiting Harry’s arrested development.

Riggle ends up playing two roles, and he’s forgettable in both. Meanwhile, the actress formerly resembling Kathleen Turner is Fraida Felcher (make it stop…), the aging town floozy and Penny’s biological mom. And as if the audience wasn’t already quiet enough, a cameo by Mama June of Honey Boo Boo infamy adds a dollop of awkwardness.

At one point in Dumb and Dumber To there’s also a train wreck, perhaps the most appropriate metaphor of all.

February 25, 2011

Hall Pass

Gettin' Jiggly wit It



Grade: B –

Director: Bobby and Peter Farrelly

Starring: Owen Wilson, Jason Sudeikis, Jenna Fischer, Christina Applegate, and Nicky Whelan

MPAA Rating: R

Running Time: 1 hr. 38 mins.


Hall Pass is about how the value of frivolity and youthful indiscretion dissipates with the adulthood. Interestingly, the same thing could be said about the value of Farrelly Brothers’ comedy. Even being generous, the scatology siblings haven’t made a good movie since Me, Myself & Irene in the year 2000 B.A (Before Apatow).


With age comes a change in viewpoint, and the funniest parts of Hall Pass aren’t the redundant, rehashed toilet humor and full frontal nudity. They’re the snapshots of arrested masculinity and matrimony, suburban schmos wedded to their fully loaded minivans and sleep apnea masks who are also expected to take their wives shoe shopping and to Kathy Griffin concerts.


Yet, full emasculation still doesn’t afford Rick (Owen Wilson), a plaid-wearing real estate agent, and Fred (Jason Sudeikis, Saturday Night Live), a boorish life insurance salesman, the right to glance at another woman from behind. So, their better but semi-bitter halves, Maggie (Jenna Fischer) and Grace (Christina Applegate), latch onto some pop psychology and granted their hubbies a week-long “hall pass”: a time-out from marriage and purported license to sow their wild oats. Or, maybe “shredded wheat” is a more age-appropriate term.


Either way, the premise is contrived and lazy. The joke, however, is that Rick and Fred are even more inept as bachelors than when shackled by marriage. Once-cool ‘80s lingo falls thunderously flat; they trawl Applebee’s for chicks but just end up tiring themselves out by 9pm. And, when either actually manages to snare some strange – including Rick’s rapport with a busty blond Aussie barista (Nicky Whelan) – they react like the proverbial dog who doesn’t know what to do with the car once he catches it.


Ironically, the humor in Hall Pass falters when it doesn’t act its age (personified by Richard Jenkins playing a gold chain-wearing, middle-aged lothario). When making a film supposedly about the inextricable path to and embrace of maturation, it is best to leave the poop and masturbation jokes to the Dennis Dugans of the world.


Neil Morris