Eurotrip
Too long has passed since I last blogged. On Wednesday of last week, the same day The Passion of the Christ opened, I went to see Eurotrip. The review of it in the paper was somewhat less than favorable but I shall now offer a defense.
Movies are created for an audience. If some movie aims to be an epic masterpiece but manages to be only good, that is a failure. If a movie aims low and scores, that is a success. Eurotrip is a success. It is not ambitious and makes no pretense of being great (certainly not like the "event" movie playing down the hallway that, from that most accurate source known as hearsay, apparently is just a tiring blood-fest and not genuinely a great movie).
The entire premise of Eurotrip is that Scotty is trying to get to a girl he likes who lives in Berlin. As the genre dictates, he has a few comic antics along the way. Unlike many other movies with similar plots, this one actually is funny. Fosh funny. The scene with the mime, though perhaps a little long, is comic gold. The best part, however, must be the recurring song "Scotty Doesn't Know." It's funny because:
- the lyrics are great
- in the movie it's sung by Matt Damon in a cameo role
- and it keeps popping up in the movie