Knowing nothing of the TV show I wandered into this film expecting a parody of celebrity culture. After viewing, I got home and Google-ed 'Entourage misogyny.' The results of that search confirmed that I am not alone in wondering how such a stream of women-hating invective made it to our screens, attracting big-name cameos along the way.
Apparently the filmmakers think constantly referring to women as broads and chicks, and having the four leads tell us who they would and would not f#*k, is acceptable because "It really is like that in Hollywood." I am sure it is, but the point is how you frame it. You can satirize it, you can excoriate it, but this film tamely lauds and celebrates it - unless, of course, the whole thing is a massive trick on the audience, though I don't think Ellis and cronies are clever enough to attack a massively exploitative medium through a massively exploitative film. 'Drama' continually goes on about who he would or would not bang. Ari (such a shame to see the massively talented Jeremy Piven indulge this toxic waste) wishes his wife's tits were bigger. One character has unprotected sex with two women on the same day. The "consequences" in terms of unplanned pregnancy and STDs are brought home to him - except it is all a joke! Phew! Back to slo-mo shots of jiggling bikini-clad eye candy.
I struggle to find anything positive to say about this film. Haley Joel Osment has evolved into a decent adult actor. Two of the cameos - Liam Neeson and Thierry Henry - are funny (though it is Piven who drives the humour in those scenes). The rest are bad, with some truly awful. Mark Whalberg gleefully plays nudge-wink with his drug-dealing, race-baiting past, while Kelsey Grammar is clunky. Ronda Rousey is especially culpable in an extended cameo, mimicking the guys' vocabulary by going on about who she will "let f#*k me." Really Ronda? Really?
This is a dumb film made by dumb filmmakers aimed at an audience they believe dumber than themselves. Unbelievable that such levels of misogyny are celebrated on screen in 2015, ironically in the same year Suffragette is released. Shameful.
Apparently the filmmakers think constantly referring to women as broads and chicks, and having the four leads tell us who they would and would not f#*k, is acceptable because "It really is like that in Hollywood." I am sure it is, but the point is how you frame it. You can satirize it, you can excoriate it, but this film tamely lauds and celebrates it - unless, of course, the whole thing is a massive trick on the audience, though I don't think Ellis and cronies are clever enough to attack a massively exploitative medium through a massively exploitative film. 'Drama' continually goes on about who he would or would not bang. Ari (such a shame to see the massively talented Jeremy Piven indulge this toxic waste) wishes his wife's tits were bigger. One character has unprotected sex with two women on the same day. The "consequences" in terms of unplanned pregnancy and STDs are brought home to him - except it is all a joke! Phew! Back to slo-mo shots of jiggling bikini-clad eye candy.
I struggle to find anything positive to say about this film. Haley Joel Osment has evolved into a decent adult actor. Two of the cameos - Liam Neeson and Thierry Henry - are funny (though it is Piven who drives the humour in those scenes). The rest are bad, with some truly awful. Mark Whalberg gleefully plays nudge-wink with his drug-dealing, race-baiting past, while Kelsey Grammar is clunky. Ronda Rousey is especially culpable in an extended cameo, mimicking the guys' vocabulary by going on about who she will "let f#*k me." Really Ronda? Really?
This is a dumb film made by dumb filmmakers aimed at an audience they believe dumber than themselves. Unbelievable that such levels of misogyny are celebrated on screen in 2015, ironically in the same year Suffragette is released. Shameful.