The Hangover Part III (2013)

I don’t give a damn what you say, and I’d probably say you’re dumb if you said otherwise: The Hangover III fucking rules! 

Let the critics bash it, “It’s got a… on Rotten Tomatoes.” Shut up, you no fun having asshole. I genuinely appreciate Todd Philips, the cast, and story of this movie. Not to mention the soundtrack. 

Everyone bitched about the outline borrowing of the second Hangover. I have no clue why they are bitching now and I don't care. Is it a matter of expectations? I have expectations when I watch a movie too. I also love it when I film goes entirely against my expectations.

When I walked out of the film, I looked at my friends and said, “The only thing missing was (omitted).” However, on second thought, the film was exactly the way it should be.

Either way, don’t listen to them. Shit, don’t listen to me, but see The Hangover III. You know, I apologize for the foul language.

I decided to discuss a movie that I feel is much more dynamic, skillful, and personally touching than the masses may have you believe.

Meanwhile, I made the decision to do so in a manner that is detached from the general conventions of this organization. First off, because I can. However, what’s most important is I am merely writing this because I truly fucking loved The Hangover III.

Sometimes the best movies are the ones that you don’t like but I love.

4.5 Stars.