BY ASHLEY KOWALEWSKI
The Hangover franchise has made its mark among twenty-something guys the world over. Vegas. Your bros (or wolfpack, if you will). One massive never-ending hangover. We’ve all seen them (or maybe you haven’t). When the second flick came out, everyone was rushing to the theatres to see what Alan was up to this time, and, sadly, a lot of people (myself included) were brutally disappointed to discover the same jokes and antics just rehashed in another city. Now that the third instalment is out, people have no doubt been apprehensive to see it (which is pretty apparent in this weekend’s box office results, rolling in a little less than half of what its release date-neighbour Fast and Furious 6 made), but rest assured: it’s better than you think it will be.
Who knew that they could make a third part to a relatively plot-less movie trilogy that has an actual legitimate plot? And who knew that there could be actual character development? And who knew that they could go with a bit of a darker tone and still manage to be hilarious? Well, they did all that.
Sure, the first flick was definitely the funniest because, you know, we weren’t expecting Alan and stealing tigers and the whole lot. BUT, The Hangover Part III definitely has its hilarious moments (you’ll know exactly what I mean when you see the awkward lollipop exchange between Zach Galifianakis and a mullet-haired Melissa McCarthy) that balance out the darker plot of the movie. Serious bonus to the flick: they bring back a lot of little tidbits from the first two movies that just tie it all together perfectly.
I won’t say much more because there are some definite surprises that I don’t want to spoil (yep, that means that they didn’t just repurpose the same jokes–not all of them at least), but I will say: poor, poor Stu.
Give it a shot. You won’t be disappointed or bored, I swear!