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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The first trailer for the movie version of Tucker Max’s I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell has hit the web.  Tucker Max co-wrote the adaptation of his own book, in which the main character is Tucker Max, and this is one of the shots of him.  I desperately hope there’s something tongue in cheek about that.

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