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Drew's Review: Let's be clear about something -- I love the Onion. Love it. I've read the mock newspaper for the better part of a decade, and I've found it to consistently be one of the funniest, most intelligent sites on the entire Interweb. (Don't look at me like that, Justin, I said "one of." Hush.)
The obligatory background: I first watched The Onion Movie with some old college friends visiting from out of town. These are three bright, upstanding guys (and single, ladies of Cleveland, Philly and St. Louis), but it's been two years since we were all together, so of course we did what all young guys do on such occasions: played drinking games, swapped vulgar insults, and discussed which old classmates have gotten fat and which have gotten implants. (At least one of each.) In short, we had a juvenile weekend. I say that not to apologize (God, no), but to explain our mental state at the time: immature. It would not be an exaggeration to say a monkey smoking a cigarette would have kept us amused for a good ten minutes. So when I tell you that during the course of the film, I heard and contributed to about two or three hearty laughs, a half dozen minor chuckles and smiles, but mainly protracted periods of silence? Well, that's not a good sign. The Onion Movie was actually made 5 years ago (hence the cameo by the late, great Rodney Dangerfield), and it shows: jokes about terrorism, commercialization of news media, and whether Britney Spears' music sends the wrong message aren't exactly fresher than today's lobster. On the other hand, it's kind of refreshing to recall a time when Spears actually was sexy, and some of the targets the film takes on are still relevant today… slightly depressing when you think about it, but at least it makes the movie seem newer. There's not much in the way of a story tying the whole thing together -- oh, they throw in a token plot about veteran newsman Norm Archer protesting management interrupting his newscasts with ads, but it's mainly an excuse to show a bunch of unrelated skits. Nor would I be complaining about that, were it not for the teensy, middling little detail that… …the skits aren't very funny. Sorry, I didn't want to believe it either - this is the Onion, for God's sake - but they just aren't. Actually, that's oversimplifying: it would be accurate to say that about 1/3 of them are pretty good. There really are a few gems, like the Melissa Cherry segments. Unfortunately, one of the funniest parts of the movie involves a character whose name I'm not quite allowed to use on this site. So let's just take it as given that he punches clocks. The man likes to hit timepieces, okay? He's a clockpuncher. 'Nuff said. But another 1/3 of the skits start strong and just fizzle, generally because the idea makes for a cute headline but can't sustain itself, or it just runs on too long. And then you have the final 1/3 of the sketches, which… the less said, the better. I mean, the "addicted to life" bit? What was THAT all about? A while back, the Onion was itself parodied by a website that ran a mock headline saying something like "Onion Headline Funnier Than Story." That's not always the case, but it's true enough of the time to be pretty hilarious. And sadly, that tenet applies in spades to The Onion Movie. I was exaggerating earlier when I mentioned ripping into the movie - it's an okay rental, as long as you don't pay too much or go in with high expectations -- but nor can I truly recommend it. And when it comes to the otherwise brilliant Onion, words can't express how sad that makes me.
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Melissa Cherry: Well, Kip, I honestly don't understand what all the fuss is about. My music isn't about sex. It's about being a girl, and having fun! Kip: What about your first big hit, "Take Me From Behind"? Melissa: "Take Me From Behind" isn't sexual at all, it's about love sneaking up on you. You know, like from the behind? It could be your boyfriend's love sneaking up on you, or a friend's. Or even Jesus Christ. Kip: Let's talk about the song "Lollipop Love." Melissa: Lollipop love is the kind of love that is just sweet, and you just kind of want to lick it, you know? And suck it. Like a lollipop. Critic: This is nothing but vulgar, lowbrow potty humor thinly disguised as satire. It saddens me that the Onion has stooped to this lowest common denominator, pandering to the masses. Norm Archer: According to a new medical study, depression hits losers hardest. The study found that extreme, debilitating depression most commonly afflicts those who are total screw-ups, who can't do anything right. Melissa Cherry: Baby, when we kiss, my heart just skips a beat / And when you hold my hand, ooh, I can hardly speak / But there's one kind of lovin' I can't do face-to-face / So let me give you some affection just below your waist. / Oh, yeah, I'm down on my knees for you / I'm beggin' please, please for you / Got so much love, I need to show it / It's a big job, don't wanna blow it.
Lyle: Alas, the day's adventuring is now done, and I must take the number two bus back home. If only I could live in the world of fantasy forever, instead of being forced to put up with this banal realm and its silly, weak-minded mortals. Oh, how I wish I could live in the realm of Wizards and Warbeasts, ruling the land as a mighty conqueror, smiting orcs and ogres alike with my trusty broadsword!
Norm Archer: After last night's heartbreaking loss in Los Angeles, basketball star Dashante Jackson had harsh words for the Lord.
Norm Archer: Today, Brendan's journey has opened the door for many athletes who never would have been given a chance if he hadn't broken down pro sports' physical disability barriers. Athletes like… …blind stockcar driver Bobby Templeton… Gil Sarinen, the world's first professional comatose diver… and of course, Chicago shooting guard Herbie Cohn, who was born with Judaism. Clockpuncher: I'm hungry. I could really go for a sundae topped with… crushed nuts. Norm Archer: As a matter of fact, I think we've all learned a few things in the past 90 minutes. We've learned that Irishmen have huge nipples. We've learned that film critic intellectuals are a bunch of gaywads. And most of all, we've learned that creeping corporate influence over the news… protects us from terrorism. DVD Review
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