Sean Beaudoin

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Year One dir. Harold Ramis — 2.1

Not one laugh. Not a single one. Envision two hours of Michael Cera in a furry loincloth doing his Juno routine. Envision Jack Black mugging for the camera with less than his usual restraint, the script apparently having been written on a napkin. Harold Ramis directs as if he was in the grip of a migraine. The whole thing is stultifyingly dull. How did this get made? It's like one of those SNL skits that starts bad and then just won't end.
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