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Movie Review: Horrible Bosses

    Hey, everyone. We ventured forth into the real world today. I enjoyed it somewhat but there were times that I wanted to be home, playing video games on my Padster. It rained all day and the traffic was fierce. We ate at a buffet and went to see a really funny movie. I had read some reviews that slammed this movie but it was excellent.
      I'm not saying that you should take your kids to see this. There was one commercial prior to the show that was probably fit to be a good strong 'R' rating. But hey, I like my shows to be fairly adult and I've watched enough animated flicks to last me a lifetime. Being old has one redeeming feature, you can watch what you darn well please. But I'm off track. Back to the movie review of Horrible Bosses. Here's the recipe.
    These three guys have really baaaaaad bosses. They have stood for about all they can, and decide to hire a hit man to eliminate their problems, which are physically incarnate in two men and one really hot woman.
     A voice over their car's GPS thingy recommends a sleezy bar as a place to hire a criminal. Here lies a problem. In my efforts to keep this a 'G' rated blog I can not even tell you the name of the guy at the bar who advises them on how to murder their bosses. For a paltry $5,000 he offers to advise, not kill. When they begin to reconnoiter their prey, things go hilariously awry. Two of then are trying to clean up some coke that they have spilled in the home of one of the bosses. In the process they get ripped and act rather strangely. Inadvertently, they cause a conflict between the two male bosses who previously had never met.
     Our heroes are arrested on suspicion of murder, sexually harassed and threatened. The laughs continue through the final out-takes and I have to refrain from telling some of them. Let's just say that the next time I brush my teeth I will think of this movie. Nuff said.
    Really, if you just read the cast list you'd say, "I have to see this." The three evil bosses are Kevin Spacey, Colin Farrell and a super-hot Jennifer Anniston. She is a terrific actress. You would swear that this is not Colin Farrell when you see the balding, coked-up nut case that he plays. Kevin Spacey also does a great job. The three heroes, and I use the term loosely, are played by Jason Bateman, Charlie Day and Jason Sudeikis. If all that star power is not enough, how about adding Donald Sutherland to the mix? What is this, the Oceans Eleven of comedy?
    I will not say that I have had bosses that remind me of some of these people. It would be true, but I refuse to say it. Except, of course, the Jennifer Anniston- portrayed boss, Dr. Julie Harris, D.D.S. There is no one on earth so fortunate as to have a boss like this and it strains the credibility of filmdom. Not so much that anyone could have such a boss, but that he would not like it,or indeed seek to cause the demise of said boss. You'll see what I mean if you leave the censor at home and go see this very raunchy comedy.
    By the way, I call it 4.5 stars out of 5 and so does Carley.
 From the very rainy author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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