Sometimes timing is everything. Take, for instance, this morning/early afternoon when we were in Harvard Square and we walked by the Harvard Loews theater at just the right time. The right time being about 3 minuted before the start of the noon showing of Hot Tub Time Machine. The movie delivers and that it is just as ridiculous as the name sounds. You pretty much know what you are getting into. That being said, there are probably worse ways to while away a Sunday afternoon, but then again you could probably go your whole life and not feel like you have missed anything if you don't see this movie. It worked because the plot was duct-taped together from those ski movies in the eighties, with a dash of Back To The Future and even Quantum Leap for good measure. I mean there isn't much here, a lot of jokes rely too much on nostalgia, although the gems like John Cusack finding his old Fishbone shirt in his luggage were nice. As was William Zabka's cameo. Craig Robinson and Rob Corddry are the real standouts here, though. Its silly, and there are some good laughs, and its amiable enough. It was also nice to see Lizzy Caplan, Crispin Glover, and I support this new mini-trend of comedies using Public Enemy on their soundtrack. (I am not sure if two movies makes something even a minitrend.)
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