In this DoubleShot review, Senior Contributor Andrew Majors and Editor in Chief Zac Pritcher give their opposing view points on one of this year’s early comedic efforts, Hot Tub Time Machine.
Andrew Majors:
Oftentimes it’s actually refreshing to walk into a movie knowing you are going to get something direct and straight forward. With a title like Hot Tub Time Machine, you buy a ticket knowing one thing: There is going to be a hot tub somewhere, and the odds of it transporting some people through time are pretty good. It’s too bad that there’s nothing substantial about the movie, other than packing a couple laughs.
The first thought I actually had walking into this movie was that it is an extremely odd choice for John Cusack. A gross-out-comedy doesn’t exactly seem to be his traditional choice, but perhaps he was looking for something easy to sort of reinvent his image. The only problem is that as Adam, he never really seems to click. Most of Adam’s involvement seems awkward. Largely it seemed as if Cusack was never quite comfortable in his own body, and it translates poorly on screen. Continue reading
One of the sheer and utter blisses of being young is that you have all kinds of energy bottled up. You can literally run, climb, swing, and jump for hours at a time. And you aren’t doing this specifically for your health, you do it because it’s fun. But then adolescence sets in, and it gets a little bit harder to workout. Your feet are disproportionately sized for you body, and you’re dreadfully skinny. This is when you start noticing that after a few minutes of intense workout that you experience this thing you never did as a child: you’re out of breath.
