With Wit, Reviewed By Kimmo Mustonenen
I see you now – the game where my brain is turning to crazy.
I had surrendered already, a white waving of the flag saying “Hollywood, there is nothing expected – stink up the theater and I will write the words… I have no choice. I have nothing in me left to fight.”
Then comes what was never to happen again, or so said my mind thoughts.
Something fun (I needed none of the sweet smoke!).
Something original (no Kossu shots needed, although I had five – habit, and that stuff makes me awesome).
I did not leak from my eyes the salty pain tears.
I saw “The Campaign.”
First, I must speak truth: I thought it was a documentary.
George W. Bush vs. a more hairy Barney Frank.
Then more soberness came to me (alas, it always does).
Barney Frank with facial bush is Zach Galifianakis. More acting!
With mincing. More later.
Cam Brady (Ferrell) is a congress person from the north of Carolina.
He is a dick, yet is unbeatable in his mind.
Until rich guys want to bring Chinato Americaso they get maybe gay Marty Huggins (Galifianakis) to run.
A baby gets facially punched, the best actor in “The Artist” (Augie!) is brutalized.
Baby face punching is funny, America! And for the first time – I think.
Dog brutalization, less funny.
Marty acts like he has the gay, but it is the subject never talked on
He wears sweaters of the Cosby style. He talks the lisp. We never speak of it.
Cam is “W” (with a much lower body count), but that isn’t talked on, too.
There is much that is distasteful humor to those who think they have the taste. They do not have the taste.
This is some funny shit (again, no bong hits prior to the screening – this is NOT a lie!).
This is a summer movie that makes the summer.
No, it is not “Shark Night 3D.” That was greatness.
This is the funniness.
I can now sit though “The Expendables 2” or (Odin, kill me if I am assigned the seeing of this) “Sparkle.”
But for now, I smile the smile of a happy smile right on my face.
Thank you, “The Campaign.”
So, two thumbs chuckling and (with a guffaw or three) pointing in the air. Although no smoke was in my mind, I recommend it to you.
With the wonderful smoke popcorn tastes better, ice cream is colder, and the film is only 85 minutes of length.
You will still be high when you sneak into the next theater, accidentally, and are watching “Hope Springs.” You will need to be high to sit through that crap. Trust me.
Kimmo Mustonenen – (Kimmo On Kino) – Behind The Proscenium
P.S. I raise my glass to my mouth to drink to Tuuli Petaja! Finland’s only medal in London! In sailing! Huh. Sailing. Yep. Just you bastard laughing people wait until the Winter Olympics. Our greatness will be like a foot in your ball sack!
P.P.S. Who will be the winning one on “The Glee Project” finale? Does anybody care? Does Ryan Murphy care?
P.P.P.S. Kristen Stewart is a slut! I am so proud of her! Is it because her boobs fly free in her next film (“On The Road”)? I am wanting to see that so hard! Has anyone said that about her before? I don’t think so (Twi-tards not included).