I loathe Will Ferrell and find Nascar boring, so when a friend said "Let's watch 'Ricky Bobby,'" I of course said, "okay." Two hours of torturous pain ensued. I learned my friend was a European elitist who paid money for the opportunity to torture someone, and I was his unsuspecting victim. Yes, watching this was like being stuck in my own Hostel style torture-porn flick.
To Will Ferrell, "funny character" seems to mean "insufferable jackass." And honestly, seeing real talent like Amy Adams, Michael Clarke Duncan, and John C. Reilly wasted on this trash just hurt. Admit it. It was painful. Yes, you can cry on my shoulder.
Oh, and if you're one of the lucky few who haven't seen this one, please, for the love of all that is holy and of your brain cells, skip it. Skip it right into a lake, and let it sink there, mingling with the sludge.
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