I can’t stay I’m too surprised to see that the movie version of Tucker Max’s “I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell” isn’t getting great reviews. I think you’d be hard-pressed to find any overly chauvinistic movie that gets exceptional reviews. I see two major problems with the release of I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell: The timing is terrible. Most of the reviews compare the movie to The Hangover which was a huge and hilarious success. A raunchier version of an almost perfect comedy so soon isn’t going to do nearly as well or appease the critics that praised The Hangover so highly. The translation from book to movie for this kind of material could never be as fluid as Tucker Max or the fans who loved the book could hope for. The book version of I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell is a perfect bathroom reader. The stories are raunchy, they’re quick and they’re funny. The characters aren’t perfect but they aren’t touched by Hollywood. As a fan of the book, Tucker’s spin on his friends is just that: his own. The moment a movie studio touches the book and attempts to connect the chapters and the characters into one hour and a half long narrative, there’s bound to be some loss from Tucker’s vision. All of that being said, I’m sure Tucker Max could care less. His overly exaggerated nights on the town turned into a movie are still going to rake in millions of dollars from fans of the book, drunken fraternity brothers and guys for an easy laugh. The comedy isn’t high-brow. It’s nothing that will leave you scratching your head or connecting the dots, that is unless you’re dumb enough to bring a date to the movie.

I can’t stay I’m too surprised to see that the movie version of Tucker Max’s “I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell” isn’t getting great reviews. I think you’d be hard-pressed to find any overly chauvinistic movie that gets exceptional reviews.

I see two major problems with the release of I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell:

  1. The timing is terrible. Most of the reviews compare the movie to The Hangover which was a huge and hilarious success. A raunchier version of an almost perfect comedy so soon isn’t going to do nearly as well or appease the critics that praised The Hangover so highly.
  2. The translation from book to movie for this kind of material could never be as fluid as Tucker Max or the fans who loved the book could hope for. The book version of I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell is a perfect bathroom reader. The stories are raunchy, they’re quick and they’re funny. The characters aren’t perfect but they aren’t touched by Hollywood. As a fan of the book, Tucker’s spin on his friends is just that: his own. The moment a movie studio touches the book and attempts to connect the chapters and the characters into one hour and a half long narrative, there’s bound to be some loss from Tucker’s vision.

All of that being said, I’m sure Tucker Max could care less. His overly exaggerated nights on the town turned into a movie are still going to rake in millions of dollars from fans of the book, drunken fraternity brothers and guys for an easy laugh.

The comedy isn’t high-brow. It’s nothing that will leave you scratching your head or connecting the dots, that is unless you’re dumb enough to bring a date to the movie.