Machine, The

Thus confirming my whole theory: comedy is subjective. No, I didn’t like this movie. At all. Yes, I thought it was aggressively unfunny. No, I really don’t know Bert Kreischer or his standup act. Yes, this is a hell of a boring movie. I guess some people are enjoying it though… because comedy is subjective.

The flick follows an aging stand-up famous for his shirtless party animal, act. But then the Russian mafia kidnap him and his dad (Mark Hamill!??) in order to force him to find a MacGuffin he took when he was in Russia years earlier.

Ugh… yeah… I hope that Kreischer’s actual standup is funnier than the gags in this film. I’d have to think they are… or maybe this is exactly his humor and his fans eat it up. I think I smirked once and it was at the dumbest line near the very very very end. I felt bad that I fell for this stupid pop culture reference so late in the game.

Everything else bored the tears out of me. It’s like someone wrote a third rate Russian mafia film and tacked a pudgy standup and Luke Skywalker into it. I don’t know if I was supposed to care about the line of succession in a Russian crime family… but I didn’t. Probably because I was so skull-crushingly bored… maybe it’s The Godfather Part IV: The Russian Years if you are in the right head space.

I have doubts.

No, this was just a bad, bad, deeply boring, wildly unfunny film that, I dunno, maybe you’ll like if you like “The Machine” as a standup and podcaster (he says having Googled who this personality-free star was while sitting in the back of a dead silent movie theater).

Score: 57