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Am I surprised at how truly terrible Just Go With It is? No, after last-summer’s train-wreck Grown Ups, nothing can surprise me anymore. You have proven yourself to be the King Midas of horrendously insulting low-brow humor, and for that I salute you. I’m sure that you will sleep soundly tonight on your bed of money and Estonian supermodels, secure in the knowledge that your fanbase would net you $100million per-movie even if you sat there did “man with a pickle for an arm” skits for two hours. In fact, for your next movie can you please do that instead? Anything would be better than having to watch you mail it in as you try to fill the gaping chasm in your soul that used to contain a sense of humor.
In closing, please see the careers of Steve Martin and Dan Aykroyd if you want a reference point as to how far truly funny people can sink when they stop giving a shit. Maybe you guys can get together and film Happy Gilmore 2: Happy Blues 2001 Sgt. Bilko-a-thon and bring about the end of the world; at least we won’t have to watch you die a slower than deserved death in our local multiplex as continue to butcher the form over the next three or four decades.
Regards (i.e. I hope you watch Happy Gilmore every night while you cry and bump rails off of dead Unicorns),