Sentences with phrase «gags about»

In contrast to the last 80 days (or the Marathon of Rancor as I'm inclined to call it), it was refreshing to see timeless gags about Labatt beer, cold Canadian weather and colonoscopies for moose courtesy of our southerly neighbours.

So Corner moves the climate change issue to the stage backdrop, in front of which people repeat gags about mothers - in - law who keep leaving the lights on.

There are painted gags about Jasper Johns, dystopian jokes about technology, including a rattling old Xerox machine with half its gubbins missing, and an army of figures made from old floor lamps, neon tubes, discarded bits of plumbing.

A portrait of late 1980s Japan on the verge of intertwined economic and existential crises, Yakuza 0 is as full of cheap gags about early cell phones as it is a bracing look at how to survive — and stay true to yourself — in a moral vacuum.

Although watching this cast of quirky characters is fun, it's all the gags about shojo manga that make this title really funny.

No sooner had the king and queen of Insta - hip - hop announced the birth of an heir than visual gags about the baby's name flooded in.

Further venturing into other domains of vampire life is the master and human servant relationships that's showcased between Deacon and his charge Jackie (Jackie Van Beek) that's ripe with gags about gender politics and how she sources people for the vamps to feed on.

From this platform A Million Ways excels and there are gags about stilted old timey photography, low currency and the ridiculously short life expectancy of people at the time.

Toss in running gags about the pubic hair on lesbian strippers, and what could possibly be wrong?

Its the quips and asides that really drive this baby, ripping up the superhero rulebook with everything from gags about Star Wars and The Matrix to nods to Marvels arch-nemesis DC.

It's useless to get mad at this movie, which is nothing more than a collection of jokes about bodily functions that occasionally laughs at people injuring themselves in order to take a break from gags about urine, vomit, soft - serve chocolate ice cream that looks like it's coming out of a man's rear end, a showroom - floor toilet that a different man sleepily decides to use to deposit what the ice cream is representing, another guy showing off his ability to «burp - sneeze - fart,» and more.

Gags about piss and penis pasta, vibrators and self - waxing strips confuse vagina - related «jokes» with a feminist perspective, as signalled by Jess's plan to win a game of beer pong «for womankind» in the opening scene.

There are gags about using cell phones on airplanes, flushing goldfish down toilets, and the improbability of the Miracle Mets» pennant drive.

One could go down the checklist: the traumatic childhood prologue, the little kid, the gags about prosthetic limbs and the elderly, the bullies.

It's the quips and asides that really drive this baby, ripping up the superhero rulebook with everything from gags about Star Wars and The Matrix to nods to Marvel's arch-nemesis DC.

Gags about pies, a ridiculously long weekend, and Tobey Maguire in voiceover mode again (see: The Great Gatsby).

Our obsession with social media is ripe for mocking and even merciless comedy, but Spicer and Smith reach for only the lowest hanging fruit, tossing out straightforward gags about superlative - slinging millennials with their hashtags, selfie - taking, and avocado toast.

Comic Relief has apologised to its supporters after Frankie Boyle caused controversy at a charity gig with a string of gags about the Queen.

To escape the confines of the city, they ride on the top of a double - decker bus, taking the spiraling accessway up the back of the bus to get there (with a few tasteless gags about peering up their dates» dresses).

What follows is a barrage of gags about the metric system, penises, female hormone drugs, and the way our neighbors to the north say «sorry.»

For a film whose epigraph is «My life was a comedy; I just had to laugh», this is lamentably short of humour (running gags about odious mourners and computers capable of storing 700 kilobytes just grate).

What begins as a seriocomic approach to marital dissatisfaction in the spirit of Husbands and Wives awkwardly lurches into broad comedy via gags about «massage» parlors and schmaltz that's tonally closer to Crazy, Stupid, Love.

It may not work for some: if you didn't find gags about flatulence and nasal hair funny at eight, chances are they won't have improved with time.

This is a movie where heartfelt realizations about bullying live in close proximity with sight gags about penises being shoved through glory holes.

Cheap gags about his Irish rampant alcoholism aside, Farrell's job is the straight man here, a fading screenwriter who is moments from a deadline and desperate for inspiration.

There are also stereotypical gags about lesbians and Asians that, if they were in a dude comedy, would get diced on Twitter by a legion of P.C. valkyries, and deservedly so.

Meanwhile, thanks no doubt to Black's British - born co-writer Drew Pearce, there's even a neat line in Anglo - appreciation — gags about Downton Abbey and Croydon («wherever that is», notes Pearce).

His credibility rests in part at least on his irreverence, and online he has appeared unwilling to play it safe, sharing near - the - knuckle gags about the lack of racial diversity in this year's Oscars race with his 13 million Twitter followers.

Everybody knows the one about a comic vomiting his or her internal monologue on stage to a rapturous audience, and when these tropes are overused, it's the storytelling equivalent of gags about airplane food.

There are gags about War Games and Pulp Fiction and just how long it's been since Captain America's last kiss.

There are flashes of wit — mostly tied to Greta Gerwig's airy turn as an amateur self - help guru — but running gags about suicide and anal sex fall painfully flat, and once the movie's minor charms are exhausted, it simply grinds.

Most pleasant surprise 21 Jump Street 21 Jump Street looked like yet another goof on a half - remembered property of old (i.e. the late»80s), but it has enough inspired touches to set it apart, from gags about how its undercover cops (Channing Tatum and Jonah Hill) have fallen out of touch with the ways of high school just a few years after their own graduations, to some shamelessly goofy drug humor.

So the boys head off to college to bust yet another shady drugs ring, meet some more surprisingly available ladies, get into a few more shoot -»em - up car chases and crack many more obvious but amusing gags about the blurred lines between male bonding and homoeroticism.

Running gags about our antihero's inability to use everyday household technologies and his reaction to the «You had me at hello» line in Jerry Maguire (he busts out laughing) are perfect examples.

That's one of many kid - inappropriate steps in Jeffrey Price and Peter S. Seaman's script, rife with gags about infidelity, bastard children and, possibly, a key party in Whoville (a city populated by impatient, self - absorbed competitive asses).

Instead the gags about gambling quickly set up an unfunny sequence where arguments between patrons turn into the foundations of a suburban fight club.

But they've barely gulped down the titular aphrodisiacs before their daughter is zooming off with a biker, son Charly is trying to seduce his father's one - time boyfriend and Beatrix's lover turns up looking for action.Designed to celebrate the polymorphous perversity within every nuclear family, this creakingly theatrical sex farce is strangely unsexy.There are endless gags about long showers and noisy bedsprings.

Their film is zippy and funny but also layered with a let's - all - get - along message that feels more relevant and engaged than your average kids» movie (including feminist gags about not calling women animals «cute»).

It's a pretty threadbare cartoon, essentially just a series of one - off gags about genetically modified animals («[We crossed] a dove with a highchair: a stool - pigeon!»).

The sub-Mad Magazine style irreverence that characterizes Troma movies spawns gags about... read more

Gags about Hollywood being just as covert and sneaky as espionage may be obvious and easy, but Goodman and Arkin riff so enjoyably that it doesn't matter.

There are more oblique similarities between the pictures: both, for instance, feature comic Mexicans, running gags about their over-the-hill sleuths possibly losing their penises, and passing allusions to their former wives.

The one - liners are as sharp as Deadpool's swords, including gags about Interview With the Vampire, Yentl, Fox & Friends, RoboCop, Dave Matthews, The Time Traveler's Wife, Say Anything, and countless others.

Then there are gags about Evan sporting a beard, which aren't even a tenth as funny as similar quips against one of the roommates in the infinitely funnier Knocked Up.

The disjunction continues with dialogue scenes that flit between gags about turds, Cheers and douchebags and soppy / profound stuff about the true nature of fatherhood and friendship.

The script starts repeating its best gags about halfway through, and the direction gets ever broader as it goes along until the film finally loses all effectiveness as satire.

Sure, toilet humor, dildo jokes, and gags about big boobs can be funny — so why wasn't I laughing?

Cartoonish sight gags about being hit in the head and poked in the eyes are better in small doses before it starts becoming repetitive.

Then there's Hemsworth's own loosey - goosiness, as he and his heroic compatriots indulge in broad gags about, say, Thor getting his blond mane chopped, or something dubbed the Devil's Anus.

Even if some of the gags about dumb people start becoming tiresome, it's linked to a sensation of discomfort that should make us legitimately worry about the direction we're headed in.