Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby
Why do I keep getting suckered into these Will Ferrell movies? The commercials look funny, people say they’re good, they’ve got great casts (Kenneth from 30 Rock, John C. Reilly, Andy Richter, among others), but they’re terrible.
The problem – and the reason the commercials look good – is that they’re not uniformly terrible. There are good jokes in the movie, it’s just that a) they’re mixed in with terrible unfunny jokes, and b) even the funny ones get stepped on.
For instance: His NASCAR racecar has a Fig Newtons decal across the windshield. Maybe not the greatest joke in the world, but an amusing little gracenote, right? Except then they go to the announcers who proceed to step all over it: “Is that a Fig Newtons logo across his windshield? I don’t even think that’s legal!” And then back to the driver who says, “This decal sure makes it hard to see!” (Even the amusing commercial where he’s praying to “baby Jesus” isn’t just a throwaway detail like it should be, it goes on for ten minutes and is commented on by four characters. It’s like the anti-30 Rock.)
Essentially, the movie assumes you’re an idiot, and if you managed to watch it all the way through, you would be. Oh, also you’d be a homophobe and a general bad person. Avoid.