Until Public Enemies hits on friday, Drag Me To Hell and The Hangover have been the two cinema highlights of a summer packed with dull blockbuster duds about robots and trite chick flix, but The Hangover is not, as some are suggesting, the best flick about Las Vegas we've ever had the pleasure of witnessing since that honour will be belonging to Very Bad Things for the foreseeable future.
Basically Heathers-In-Vegas, Very Bad Things features Christian Slater, in his best turn since Pump Up The Volume, as the supremely Jason Dean-ish Robert Boyd, an excellent cast including Jeremy Piven, Jon Favreau, Daniel Stern plus Cameron Diaz, and the accidental murder of a prostitute during a Stag night in Las Vegas which weaves itself into a blood soaked tapestry of lies, mo' murder, guilt, paranoia, family dissolution, mo' homicide, post-wedding cuntery, paraplegia and the lengths a man will go to to protect his minivan :
Gotta love Slater's Boyd laying the guilt trip on the cop too. Even J.D wasn't quite that brazen.
Compton's Most Wanted - Dead Men Tell No Lies
Del Tha Funkee Homosapien - Wrong Place
I always thought Del should've done a remix of Wrong Place with his ol' cousin Ice Cube. Cube would've sounded sublime on that beat and i imagine the song itself as a hybrid of It's A Man's World and It Was A Good Day with them both trading backpacker vs. gang$ta rapper jibes towards one another inbetween a narrative where both rappers continually find themselves in the wrong-place-at-the-wrong-time situations with various gangbangers, car-jackers, racist cops, crackheads and hoodrats in the seedy, post-riots L.A underworld.