Meet the Fockers

I saw this last night. I went out in the worst outfit, I was ready for lounging but Jeff wanted a movie. I had on a paint covered "Ireland" shirt, long brown shorts, and shoes with no socks. If I left the socks I had on, I'd be walking around with calf high black dress socks and shorts on... lovely sight. Anyway, the movie, compared to the first one, sucked big time. It wasn't funny at all like the first one. If you go in with no expectations, you'll be fine, but if you go in thinking that this is the sequel to one of the funniest movies ever ("wait wait wait, so your saying your name is Gay Focker"), then you'll be brutally disappointed. If not, then it may be funny, I couldn't tell you.

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