Movie Review: We’re the Millers

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It’s interesting to note that some of the same film critics who lavished praise on Seth McFarlane’s “Ted” are spitting venom at “We’re the Millers.”  They’re both “shock comedies,” but at least the latter didn’t try to get kids through the door by promising a talking teddy bear.

I can’t recommend either film, really.  But, truth is, I laughed at “We’re the Millers,” more than once.  Can’t say that I found “Ted” all that amusing.  Especially at a theater where so many pre-teens were in the audience.  It made me feel uneasy, hearing them laugh at a profane talking bear that liked to hump grocery store checkout stands.

“We’re the Millers” is strictly for adults and strictly for laughs.  Jason Sudeikis is a “nice” drug dealer, who to get out of debt, must smuggle a large amount of marijuana from Mexico to Colorado.  He figures the best way to sneak the pot across the border is to hire a family and rent a giant RV.  So, he employs a stripper (Jennifer Aniston), a runaway (Emma Roberts) and a virgin teenager (Will Poulter) to pose as the wife and kids.  Poulter, by the way, is extraordinarily funny.  It’s a good cast for a mediocre comedy that attempts to “raunch” its way to the finish line.  Yes, it’s predictable.  But, it’s also laugh-out-loud funny.

I was particularly impressed with Katherine Hahn as the gushing wife of a DEA agent, who befriends the Millers.  Hahn brings a real sexiness to her role as the straight-laced wife, who may be willing to try something new with Aniston’s stripper-in-disguise.

So, after making all these positive statements about “We’re the Millers,” am I ready to recommend it?  Maybe, slightly.  It did make me laugh.  And, it kind of leaves an impression on you like the first time you watched “National Lampoon’s Vacation.”  You think you just saw a decent flick, but you’re really not sure.  Grade: C

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