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Starring: Jack Black, Michael Cera, Oliver Platt, David Cross, Christopher Mintz-Plasse, Hank Azaria

Director: Harold Ramis

Writer(s): Harold Ramis, Gene Stupnitsky, Lee Eisenberg

Cinematography: Alar Kivilo

Original Score: Theodore Shapiro

Running Time: 97 Mins.

There is no doubting the comedic talents of messrs Black, Cera and Ghostbuster’s veteran, and Director of Year One, Harold Ramis but somehow they just haven’t managed to combine for either a.) a very good film and b.) a very funny film, something I think you will agree is a big failing in a supposed laugh a minute summer comedy “romp”.

Apparently, and evidently, influenced by Monty Python and most notably The Life of Brian, taking pot shots at Religeon on the broadest scale, it is in this attempt at satire that the film has (very) mild success, often hinting at something much better but never suggesting the script or actors were brave enough to be that little bit edgier at danger of upsetting, well, anyone.

Beginning with the banishment from their forrest home, Oh (Cera) and Zed (Black) saunter apparently from era to era, historical accuracy here was never really an issue, where they come across the Judd Apatow frat pack to varying minor degress of success, though all are only onscreen for minutes leaving David Cross to carry the villainous-esque part (as Abel..or is it Cain?) with his usual lack of acting purporting to be funny when he really is quite some way from that term. But the worst is yet to come in the form of Oliver Platt in a chest wig.

If all this sounds pretty dire, thats because it is, you would have thought that the stars could see the problems from the off in reading the script, every word spoken feels like an attempt at a punchline with next to none of them hitting the mark. So just when you think it can get no worse, a level of crude humour usually reserved for the worst of comedies is regurgetated, so we then have to endure poo eating and peeing on your own face, they weren’t funny 10 years ago, they certainly aren’t funny now.

The most worrying aspect is that Year One is written by the guys who are currently penning Ghostbusters 3, and if Ramis couldn’t spot this was a tired, unfunny aimless mess what will he okay for Ghostbusters. I simply shudder at the thought.


Not funny, in the slightest, even with the usual Black and Cera stock characters failing to raise a titter once you have to worry, think Monty Python’s Life of Brian minus the laughs, wit or…well anything positive, and there you have Year One..