¿Tenía que ser él?

Esperaba un poco más, pero aún así me lo pasé bastante bien. Esta comedia requiere dos actores sólidos, algo que Cranston y Franco cumplen fácilmente. Además, a Franco le sientan bien los constantes cambios; una vez es Tristan, otra vez es un drogadicto loco y esta vez es un millonario simpático pero molesto. Algunas escenas fueron muy logradas, especialmente para aquellos amantes de un humor más grosero, o aquellos a quienes les haga reír la imagen de capibaras follando sobre la cama... (07.02.2017)

I wasn't expecting Cranston to get into creepy prissy shit likethis, but he literally dove head first into it. He's still likeable despite his silly role, as is his counterpart Franco, who's even funny at times, but everything around them is steeped in the ugly genre stereotype of recent years, where every twist and turn is read beforehand and every great joke is disgraced by ten cheap dirty innuendos. Two stars, except for the actors, solely for the reference to Pink Panther, which amused really sincerely. (02.05.2017)

I admit that I was very hesitant between three and four stars. Three stars because, in my opinion, it at times dabbles unnecessarily in current American pop culture, which no American comedy can help; and four stars because I laughed a lot at it. In the end, however, sincerity and the desire to have fun with a comedy won, which again hasn’t happened to me for a long time. And James Franco dominated the movie perfectly. In the end, I couldn’t help but get the impression that the movie was far too similar to Meet the Parents until I read the end credits and found out that Ben Stiller was one of the producers. The relationship between a dad and his daughters’ boyfriend is absolutely clear. Either way, I can give nothing else for such a hoot. So far, the best comedy of the last two years that came from America. And probably one of the best characters of James Franco in the last few years. And he has had a fair share of those. (12.07.2017)

It’s always lots of fun when two guys are fighting over one woman. And when they're each from a different generation, it's even more fun. It's just that what's going on here is unparalleled. I can remember exactly the last time I rolled around laughing like that. That time it was at The Hangover. And that was quite a few years ago. Franco, as Ned's crazy boyfriend, is both a jerk and an amazing guy. The dad is a little bit of a curmudgeon, but it's so much fun to watch Ned drive him crazy. Definitely the comedy of the past year for me. 5 stars. (20.01.2017)

There must have been blood and sweat flowing in the writer's room again. Concept: James Franco acts like a psychopathic asshole while Bryan Cranston acts as if James Franco is acting like a psychopathic asshole. Neither of them are believable because they both overact like kids at their first casting call. Format: Franco bites off some stupid bullshit, makes a face you want to punch, followed by one to five silent cuts to the confused family of his betrothed. Throw in, of course, a ton of obligatory pop culture innuendo for even the slowest moron, all wrapped up in the immortal conflict between the old order and the expressive extremity of the new world. And, of course, the obligatory dramatic arc towards the end, whose timing you could practically count off right from the opening credits. Even so, my base, plebeian soul might throw a bone here and there for a touch of hilarity, except that they have no idea how to end most of the jokes even though they don't go anywhere, so they just repeat the basic premise over and over again, probably so that even the most retarded kid at the test screening can spare a laugh when Cranston uses the word bukkake in the wrong context. Nope. (20.04.2017)