
Variety first broke this story last Thursday, but to be honest, I reeeaaally didn’t want to accept what I had heard. So, in an attempt to completely erase all knowledge of this project from my memory, I spent the weekend doing what any virile, young man would have done: drinking moonshine and flicking wadded up dollar bills at underage strippers. Try as I might, I still couldn’t shake the nightmares:
Peter Chelsom (director of Hannah Montana: The Movie) has been chosen by CBS Films to direct Last Vegas, a movie concept so f–king lame that even as I sit here watching this VH1 dating show, it still sounds pretty asinine.
The comedy — which CBS originally acquired as a $1 million pitch — centers on four semi-retired baby boomers who head to Las Vegas when the last of the Coney Island buddies, a successful lawyer in his 60s, decides to tie the knot.
Man, this Chelsom guy really lucked out with his timing, what-with the success of The Hangover and all. Oh, you mean this wasn’t a coincidence after all?
While there might be comparisons made between “Vegas” and “The Hangover,”Chelsom said the Todd Phillips comedy helps his film, in terms of opening the door for another Vegas-set bachelor-party comedy [no sh-t, Sherlock] .
So basically this dude went to The Hangover and then pitched the same concept for $1 million dollars, substituting baby boomers for the lead characters? And CBS Films took the bait? Really?! Man, that’s like dangling a sweaty turd in front of a horse and being like, “Look horse, I know this isn’t a carrot, but would you like this piece of sh-t instead?” Only then, unexpectedly the horse says, ” I love pieces of sh-t! Here’s one million dollars.”
-Chodin



I would so buy a ticket to “Serious Cat LIVE!“
In real life, this movie would take place in a bingo hall and end at 8 pm.
It’s too bad photoshop doesn’t have a spell ckeck.
“What happens in Vegas, is forgot in Vegas on account of the Alzheimer’s.”
I smell a record scratch!!!
I thought, if you’re over 60, you go to Thailand to tie the knot…right David Carradine?
David?
*knudges David Carradine’s body*
OH MY GOD!
And that’s no joke Stoney. Designers and people who scream at photoshop until the right tool pops up (i.e. me) weren’t meant to unleash their spelling bee failures on the rest of the world.
Pauly I think you left some of your clothes in that hotel room. Unless those were david’s. Hrm, I just got a mental image that was a cross between Kung Fu and Rocky Horror Picture Show. Pretty awesome actually.
If these old fuck aren’t railing crushed up Viagra off escorts and shoving bingo markers with their zodiac sign on it up the twats of said escorts, then…then…
*checks pockets*
I have no fuck to give.
C’mon baby, daddy needs a new pair of orthotic shoes.
*laugh track*
Their babies went boom? That’s so sad.
So is Serious Cat a magician? Will he guess my weight? Is it a pussy version of Cirque du Soleil? What am I getting here?
I knew it ! Serious Cat is really Monticore!
The Big Chill, Thirtysomething, St. Elmos Fire, now Last Vegas. Don’t we have enough reasons to slaughter Baby Boomers?