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Dome Pondering Movie Review: Hot Tub Time Machine (2010)

DomePonderingMoviewReviewHotTubTimeMachine What is it about?

Four friends, each with problems in their current lives, travel back to the 80’s with the help of a hot tub time machine and a chance to make different decisions.

Who is in it?

John Cusack – Adam

Clarke Duke – Jacob

Craig Robinson – Nick Weber

Rob Corddry – Lou Dorchen


Favorite Scene:


When the guys finally get their hands on the Russian red bull they need to get back to the future, they are cornered by several college students who believe they are communists. Nick shows them the can utters make-shift Russian words, and the entire crowd jumps back in fear.

Favorite Quote:

Jacob: I've dated a lot of girls, hot ones.
Lou: You've dated a lot of guys, gay ones.
Jacob: I'm kinda right in the middle of a thing right now, but can I text you later?
Girl at Club: Can you what?
Jacob: Are you online at all?
Girl at Club: I have no idea what you're talking about.
Jacob: How do I get a hold of you?
Girl at Club: You come find me.
Jacob: That sounds... exhausting.



Review:

Hot Tub Time Machine is surprisingly, very entertaining. Upon its release and viewing the trailer, it seemed like a movie that was a waste of time, money, and production. However, once you are able to get past the ridiculous title and the cheesy storyline, the movie is one that is very, very funny.

Hot Tub Time Machine is a weird cross between Back To The Future, Dude, Wheres My Car, and the Hangover. With a main plot that presents an actual life lesson on enjoying life and living in the moment, HTTM hooks the viewer in with a punch-line after punch-line, and hilarious moments like Nick Weber screaming at his wife during the 80’s, who at the time is only nine years old.

HTTM is not a masterpiece or a movie with tremendous appeal by any means, however, it does entertain, and is a very easy watch. Recommended for those looking for a good laugh.

Grade: 3/5

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