Review: Why you should go into We’re The Millers with low expectations

When I was running late to a film date on Friday, I figured what would happen is that my bestie and I would skip our sushi dinner and head straight up to the cinema to catch This Is The End. What happened instead was a huge sushi extravaganza which meant we absolutely and definitely missed the beginning of the film, which bothers the both of us to the point of fury. We wandered up to the cinema thinking it might be an hour or so before the next screening but interested in seeing if there was anything else we could sit through. At 7:15pm on a Friday night, the next screening of anything was an 8pm We’re The Millers. Bestie and I looked at each other and groaned. The next This is The End session was at 9:30pm. What to do?

Thinking that at the very worst, we would be bored and entirely unentertained, we decided to brave Jason Sudeikis and a stripping Jennifer Aniston.

What ensued was a surprising amount of laughs, mixed with some truly awful brilliance. You know those films that sometimes do some seriously dumb shit but manage to pull it off in a spectacular fashion that leaves you actually appreciative? The films that own just how silly they are? We’re The Millers does this in a remarkable fashion.

Jason Sudeikis plays an arrogant, couldn’t-give-a-fuck, small-time drug dealer who lives in the same building as sexy, sassy, fierce-as-fuck stripper Jennifer Aniston and teen-weirdo extraordinaire Kenny. When Kenny goes to the aid of Casey – “homeless” delinquent – who’s being robbed by street thugs, Sudeikis has to step in. The thugs find out he’s a dealer, and rob him at knife point. Sudeikis then has to tell the story to his douche-face mcgee supplier, who is hysterically played by Ed Helms. To earn the money back and not be killed, Sudeikis has to smuggle in “a smidge” of pot from Mexico, and he discovers the only way he’s going to be able to pull it off is by finding people to pretend to be his family, and drive an RV.

Ready-made with the three random characters Sudeikis knows, it’s just a matter of convincing them, and making it back alive. Cue Mexican drug lords, a bribe-taking Mexican officer, and another family in an RV that just won’t go away. Some of the greatest parts of We’re The Millers are thanks to the sheer brilliance of Kathryn Hahn and Nick Offerman. Edie (Hahn) is just sublime, with some of the standout lines of the film belonging to her. Offerman also does a great job in his role as narc officer Don.

Full of pretty crude humour, a whole bunch of drug references, some pseudo-incest, and Step Brothers-esque nudity, this definitely earns it’s MA rating. There’s some absolute crap scattered through, but the laughs are genuine. I was disappointed with the amount of Aniston stripping, but let’s be honest, they weren’t ever going to make her do much. She’s got an insane body though, and the outtakes in the credits are just gorgeous.

In all, I went into We’re The Millers with absolutely no expectations at all and was surprisingly rewarded by it. Not necessarily something you need to see on the big screen, but definitely worth a shot on a Saturday night in.


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