You know a movie is successful when it feels like it was made in the eighties twenty after the fact. So it is true with Hot Tub Time Machine. Sunglasses that look like blinds instead of shades, the fashion of primary-colored triangles, and Red Dawn on a tube TV are just of few of my favorite things. But, alas, this movie is slapstick, and tongue and cheek, all the way. We are supposed to laugh with it, not at it.
Men, apparently of my generation, go back to review where they and their youthful, dysfunctional, friendships went wrong. Spoiler alert, one of the best parts of this film is there is no moral provided. It's good that a comedy can be a comedy and the end is yet another laugh.
Second best part is men stop, amid chaos, to discuss the logistics of their conversation. True dudes.
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