I believe about 99% of people deciding whether to go see We’re the Millers would mainly want to know, “is it funny?” My opinionated answer to this is, yes, it is funny. In fact the sum up of how funny I thought We’re the Millers is would be, “this film made me crack up laughing multiple times throughout the running time.” We’re the Millers contains some great scenes of dark, raunchy comedy; moments that made me snicker and snort with laughter. It was nice to find the film did not chicken out with the potential of some of its materials’ darker humor; going all the way across the line of no return on multiple occasions with delightfully hilarious results. When the moment came for We’re the Millers to strike comedic gold it didn't disappoint; it’s just a shame these moments didn't encompass the entire film.
At first the film seems fine with sticking solely to the effective raunchy humor its best at, but then finds itself dividing into two distinct genres as soon as characters leave Mexico at the end of the first-third. We’re the Millers then becomes awkwardly split between black comedy and family bonding drama. From the first moment that special sentimental music (the one that seems to occur at the end of almost every South Park episode) begins to play you know that the comedy is done for the moment in order for the main characters to have moments of bonding with each other. These scenes aren't necessarily bad (they can even be slightly touching at times), but feel incredibly awkwardly and out of place when played right off some vulgar comedy scene. There’s one scene that goes straight from a crude charades game, to a life lesson about first crushes, right back to multiple cross the line sex jokes. It’s like having a scene from The Hangover being directly followed by a scene from Juno; they just don’t mesh well with one another. However We’re the Millers is still enjoyably raunchy and hilarious when at its best; and it is with these scenes that the film ends up working successfully.
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