Everyone has met that one guy or has that one friend, the one with the "Vegas, Baby, Vegas!" poster positioned proudly above their bed, and the time they rushed into your dorm room some time in 2001 to announce the existence of Jon Favreau's Made: "Dude, it's like Swingers, but with gangster shit!" Though the film would later prove itself less mind-blowing that you'd hoped, the idea of any sort of Swingers continuation seemed pretty great at that time. It wasn't a Star Wars prequel (sigh), but it was something.
So today, let me be your college friend announcing yet another disappointing pseudo-sequel to Swingers, Couples Retreat: Dudes, it's like Swingers! Except now they're middle-aged and in depressing, loveless marriages filled with countless infidelities! And they're friends with Jason Bateman!
I feel like this is sort of tailored for married couples, but also the kind of thing that, if I were married, I would never want to watch with my spouse. Like how when I was a kid, I hated being with my family and watching that episode of Roseanne where DJ's constant use of the bathroom led the family to suspect him of masturbating. A viewing experience is never that enjoyable when the content makes you fearful of being suspected of something. I don't know fore sure of course, but the movie already smells like it reeks of desperation, and the studio is throwing as much money as they possibly can afford to cover it up and fool people to make it a success. Hey it's just a guess from yet another nameless guy on the internet, but if you read this, you have been warned.
Hey look, "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" leftovers...
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