The State alums Thomas Lennon and Ben Garant have long ago earned their funny stripes. Yet for the past few years, the two have either been wasting their talents or showing their true colors when penning such Hollywood tripe as Herbie Fully Loaded, The Pacifier, Night at the Museum and Taxi. While we did peep Herbie, for Lohag purposes only, we didn’t need anytomatometers to tell us to stay away from the others like the boo-bonic plague. So it is with great relief that their latest effort, Balls of Fury, shines a whole new light of hope on the thighnamic duo
The sell is simple: Christopher Walken is an evil lord of ping pong and the only one who can stop him is an overweight, clumsy Def Leppard fanatic schlub (played by the brilliant Dan Fogler, whose name you’ll soon know in the many years to come), with a lil help from hottie Maggie Q, George Lopez (finally, we get the chance to see what he’s got since we’ve all long avoided his ABC sitcom) and that dude from Big Trouble In Little China, whose shenanigans are worth the price of admission alone! If that premise doesn’t pique your interest, then you muss be watching too may Judd Apatow comedies for your own good
The bottom line for any comedy is not the story, but laughter, and for the majority of the picture, Lennon and Garant deliver on the funny. Sure, it coulda been butter, but as of today, Balls of Fury is the mos hilarious American ping pong movie mt everest. Hell, they even outdid their fellow Staters’ other summer movie The Ten [TWS review], which had a much better story, but juss didn’t produce much laughter
Anime Foundation: as an old occupational hazard, I can’t stand cartoons, hispecially ones that come from Japan. Yet in all my time working with the Empire of the Sun’s animation, only one stole my heart, The Ping Pong Club. It’s like Beavis & Butthead, without the videos and about 10 times the toon nudity!
Desperately Seeking adorable, plucky, rapscallioned, red-headed 17-year old tween wet dream, whose future is so bright that she would never have to worry about Doc Brown scurrying thru her trash, lookin for fuel for the flux capacitor. This ginger snap was last seen in Mean Girls. If you happen to have any information leading to the whereabouts of this girl, please contact the fine folks at Disney Warren ASAPp
Remember Thighs Wide Year 1? We hadn’t the slightest idea as to what the fridge we were frazzen. Year 2 wasn’t much different, cept our penis outgrew our ego by something like 20 inches. And so here we here, Year 3. A lot has changed. We’ve gottsen lazyierer. You blame YouTube. I blame Valerie Plame. But lettuce not play the Plame game. Lettuce ketchup on all the poop that’s worth re-pooping!!!
May 5 – Peabs returns from his self-imposed exile to give us his indepth take on his Coachella trip, which includes some ye olde fisting of Cesar Chavez with a buckle full of table grapes and a head full of bad memories. Obvs.
December 20 – Underdog movie news prompts us to use toon versh for our background pic, which sadly forked up our system and every post prior to it is now stuck with said bckgnd image
February 9 – in one of the mos quietestest dethrownings, we bid adieu to year-shlong reign of Camilla Belle and hola to Her Royal Thighness The VIII, Leonor Ceballos Watling
29. Aug, 2007 
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