For reasons unknown they decide to get rid of the body, and as soon as that happens the only pattern that seems to be evident in the film is the fact that random things will happen for no apparent reason whatsoever. That’s where the film introduces the spiral of each remaining character, as they become a pile of tear soaked men, crying and snorting their way through the rest of the film. In fact, nothing consequential happens for these partying, orgy loving guys until Tim decides to hang himself, and after trying to peg down each friend to have a serious conversation about the future and the lack of direction their lives are going in, to find one friend is as deluded and self indulgent than the next, who can really blame him for wanting to get out of this film as soon as possible? The film boasts that it’s a film about four regular guys, but instead what your treated to is a voyeuristic look into the obnoxious college roommate you were always desperately trying to escape during finals week. The first couple of scenes are bearable because you think that in the midst of their lewd talk about impotence, hot daughter’s friends, and getting high, that there will be some sort of switch that changes the whole tone of the movie, or a reveal in the characters motives to get high. These set ups leave you to believe that there’s character development to come, but instead, the audience receives the inner workings of hazy glam rock fueled soundtrack with enough shaky handycam work it might make you want to vomit after 45 minutes into the viewing. Ron (Jeremy Piven) is a corrupt corporate greed money monger, who you find out is being investigated by the feds, and Tim (Christian McKay), possibly the most insightful man of the bunch (which isn’t saying much), is a sullen man who’s grieving for his dead boyfriend who died in an automobile accident. Jonathan (producer Rob Lowe) is a doctor and instead of saving lives he pushes pills to beautiful rich clients. Richard is a writer that threw his dreams to the side to go into a more practical field as an English teacher. The dizzying camera work by cinematographer Eric Schmidt makes you wish you were drunk as the story follows four men that get together every year for a week in ring leader Richard’s ( Hung’s Thomas Jane) home for drugs and other sordid illicit behavior.īefore the commiserating begins, you see a nice set up of the characters lives and how unfulfilled they are in every aspect. The title makes about as much sense as the film itself, which is advertised as a buddying thriller, but fails to capture the thriller genre, or any thrills at all. If you were ever curious as to what The Hangover would look like without an ounce of comedy applied, look no further than the most ludicrous release of 2012, I Melt With You.