After the jump I’ve got the red-band trailer (NSFW for brief boobies) for I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell, adapted from the Tucker Max book by Tucker Max and Nils Parker, opening September 25th. While I’d love to jump on either the Tucker Max-hates-womyn-and-promotes-a-rape-culture! bandwagon or the Tucker-Max-is-awesome-and-bangs-hella-chicks-bro! bandwagon, I saw this movie and the truth is somewhere in between. Yeah, it’s kind of a poor-man’s The Hangover. Yeah, the only Mexicans in it are a maid and the guys in jail. Yeah, there’s an uptight wife and a hooker with a heart of gold. Yeah, Tucker bones a deaf chick and that’s the entire joke. Yeah, they spend way too long setting up a joke about pooping. Yeah, Tucker Max came to the Q & A drinking a Keystone. Where was I? Oh right. It exceeded my expectations (which were, shall we say, low). Jesse Bradford is surprisingly decent as Tucker’s misanthropic nerd friend. Many of the jokes actually rely on wordplay, and a lot of the wordplay is actually good. Hold on, did I just describe something Tucker Max did as not that bad? Crap, he’s going to have sex with me now, isn’t he.
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It’s ok, Vince. I’m sure that every now and then even Tucker Max needs his ego stroked by somebody smarter than the average business major with a emphasis in beer pong and a minor in keg stands.
Brah, I can’t wait to tell my Sig Ep brosephs that you liked this.
Here’s an embed that works. Unfortunately.
http://www.traileraddict.com/trailer/i-hope-they-serve-beer-in-hell/red-band-trailer
TKE 4 LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE!!!
Tucker Max is the technique I use before I whore myself out to sailors.
Goddamnit, that fucking youTube version was working up until the fucking second I posted it.
I cant watch this. I am stilling deeply troubled by the missing maltipoo.
My problem isn’t so much that Tucker Max is alive, it’s that Chris Farley is dead.
Aw shit, is that “King of England” line really his? I’m gonna have to stop stealing it now.
Tucker Max like polo. Don’t hate player, hate game that makes you be rich white boy to play.
Eib-Did Ace Ventura question any of the coyotes Tucker Max fucked?
Did that bow-tied douche from Crossfire really write this?
Seriously, though, VinVin. Did Tucker offer you “slop-slop secs, brobagger” for a decent review?
Yeah, the only Mexicans in it are a maid and the guys in jail
Mom? Dads?
This guy is like the Tyler Perry of WASP-y douchebags.
Forget about the beer. Tucker Max hopes the serve bro-rape in hell.
In all seriousness, though, it bothers me to no end that they lump this stupid frat boy’s so called “journalistic talents” in with the likes of Hunter Thompson or Chuck Klosterman.
oh, good. an hour and a half long CollegeHumor.com skit.
Now I am upset at the suspension of Ryan_Gosling on that bird noise site that I refuse to name so it does not get more press. I think we should lead a revolt!!
The real kicker? The punchline to this movie doesn’t come until 10 years from now when Tucker dies from AIDS.
They, rather *
No, he will die from complications after a vagina dentata encounter.
Dante Alighieri: Abandon all hope ye who enter here
Tucker Max: I Hope they serve beer in Hell.
Dante: Weren’t you just fucking listening?
Tucker: Is that a dress you’re wearing? Fag.
Eibz, cuckoo.com?
How did Dane Cook not get cast to play this dipshit?
eFra, because that would be like The Beatles playing Oasis in a movie.
Swi, dont make me say it(unless you are riding me like we were in the Kentucky Derby while pulling my hair)
Yee Haw Cowgirl!!
A Mucker Tax is what some call blinds.
I once went to a wedding reception that had no alchohol, it was hell.
Tucker Max anagram that outlines a typical day in the life of a Tucker Max fan:
Ax(e), Trek, Cum
Hist up!