Five Movies I Have Absolutely No Desire to See - Number Two

Five Movies I Have Absolutely No Desire to See – Number Two.
Four Christmases.

Snore. This looks like a paint-by-numbers version of a holiday movie. It’s full of charming, funny, and talented actors, but it strikes me as crushingly predictable. I think somebody saw Meet the Parents and thought it was funny, then saw Meet the Fockers and thought to themselves, “Hey, doubling the wacky families was funny—why don’t I fucking quadruple them?”

And this is the result: a painfully average movie that, frankly, doesn’t look all that funny. If promos are supposed to showcase the best and funniest moments of a movie (with the exception of Apatow-style comedies, whose funniest bits are usually way too foul for television), this one doesn’t have a whole lot to offer. Like, “Oh, the baby spit up—gross!” and “ZOMG Reese Witherspoon in a fat suit!!1!!1!” Seriously, a fifteen-year-old could have created this dumping ground of mediocrity.

(Merry Christmas, by the way!)