I should have known what was coming. For those of you who do not know, What Happens in Vegas is a romantic comedy starring Cameron Diaz and Ashton “You Got Got!” Kutcher. The plot is, Diaz and Kutcher meet and get drunk in Vegas, and end up getting married. Kutcher ends up winning a $3 Million payout from the slots, and Diaz stays married with him in order to get a piece of the cash. Hyjinx ensue.
Now, here’s the thing. Logically, there is no good reason to see this film. On paper, it had all the necessary ingredients for a crap buffet. No-longer-young actress who peaked in a mid-90’s Jim Carrey Vehicle? Check. Guy whose chief claim to fame is an obnoxious MTV show? Check. Rob Cordry? Check. (By the way, when did Rob Cordry turn into a poor man’s David Koechner?) )
So, How has leaving the show worked out for ya Rob?
But for some reason, I wanted to believe. The trailers were legitimately funny. I was deceived. The trailer wizards managed to inject comedic timing into the trailers that was sorely lacking in the film. The movie was chock full of unnecessary exposition and painfully delivered lines by Diaz, who spoke like one of those kids selling candy on the subway. Worse, they kept on referring back to be Vegas theme, with lines like "You bet on me. And you made me bet on myself."
"HellomymnameisCameronandIamsellingthesechocolatestogetsomemoneytokeepmeoffthestreets"
The movie was genuinely terrible. I left the theater feeling like I had been mugged. And worse, I cannot blame anybody but myself for going.
PS, How sad is it for your career when your getting burnt by Pauly Shore? YOU GOT GOT! YOU GOT GOT! YOU GOT GOT!
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