MacGruber
Parody only works when the people doing the jabbing have a genuine love for the very thing they're ripping apart. Often with parody you either get mean spiritedness; awful self-aware, wink-wink comedy; or a bad a mixture of both that just leaves a bad, snarky taste in one's mouth. Too often the entity that is Saturday Night Live produces failed attempts at catching lightening in a bottle with their over extended TV-parody-to-film adaptations that often leave the viewer wondering why they didn't just leave it to the small screen. These film adaptations of five minute sketches (which vary in humor) are often the latter definition of the aforementioned definition of parody. But now comes MacGruber and the polarizing – but hilarious – Will Forte, determined as hell (and I mean it, I don't know if I've ever seen a comedy try this hard to make an audience laugh at something) to be the first successful Saturday Night Live film since Wayne's World. And, hey, MacGruber is a man that can make something explosive out of contents found in a garbage can…I can't think of a better analogy to describe this film.
