"Funny People" Ain't

Last night I watched a movie I had been waiting for with great expectations: "Funny People" received raves from all critics, and was hailed as a "HILARIOUS" comedy by Rolling Stone magazine. And you figure if those stoners liked it, there must be a few good laughs.

Wrong. In fact, it was seriously depressing, the make you want to go to bed without dinner, cry into a pillow kind of depressing. The protagonist, played by Adan Sandler (who usually cracks me up even just standing still) plays a famous comedian who learns he is DYING of LEUKEMIA. He has NO FRIENDS, in fact not one human connection. No pets, either, just a foreign maid who appears in one brief scene and seems not even to know him. Ha, ha?

We are forced to watch his miserable empty life get worse by the minute. Exploiting his medical condition, he has sex with his ex-girlfriend who is now married to someone she hates. All the supporting characters--other comedians who are also not funny-- have miserable lives too. Ha, ha ha?

Besides death and disease and loneliness, the dialogue centers around one thing and one thing only: Sandler's penis, a.k.a. dick, cock, schlong, and how big, thick and long it is. (Goes to show you, guys, that penis size does not equal happiness.)

Movie critics need to get real, or get paid more, or get paid less by the movie distributors, or something! Bottom line: If you are considering suicide and need something to get you to jump off that ledge or pull that trigger, this movie is it!

P.S. He lives.