Ricky Stanicky

This movie features a cast of actors I generally enjoy watching, but it turned out to be a mess. The only standout performance came from John Cena, who fully committed to his character and brought some much-needed energy to the film. The main characters are depicted as despicable human beings, treating everyone around them poorly. The film tries to justify the protagonist's behavior by revealing an abusive background late in the story. This revelation feels like a cheap excuse to garner sympathy and forgive his dishonesty and mistreatment of others. For instance, there is no prior indication of the protagonist's abusive past until it becomes convenient for the plot, making it feel forced and insincere. The attempt to use child abuse as a justification for the protagonist's actions is poorly handled and comes off as classless. The film fails to provide a nuanced portrayal of how an abusive background might realistically affect someone's behavior. Instead, it uses the abuse as a plot device to excuse the protagonist's otherwise inexcusable actions. John Cena's performance is the movie's saving grace. He brings a level of commitment and charisma to his role that is noticeably absent in the rest of the cast. Cena's dedication to his character provides some genuine moments of entertainment in an otherwise disappointing film. The story and writing are weak, failing to create a cohesive and engaging narrative. The characters' actions often lack logical motivation, and the plot feels disjointed. The writers seem to believe that mentioning a character's traumatic past is enough to generate empathy, but without proper buildup and context, this tactic falls flat. The worst part is that it is astoundingly unfunny. This film is a disappointment despite its talented cast. The poorly executed story, unlikable characters, and insincere attempts at emotional depth make it a difficult watch. John Cena's performance is a rare bright spot, but it isn't enough to save the film from its fundamental flaws. For a more successful movie, the writers would need to focus on creating believable character arcs and a more coherent narrative. As it stands, the film fails to deliver on its potential and leaves much to be desired.

“Ricky Stanicky” is a prime example of wasted potential, featuring stupid writing, unrealistic characters, and a barrage of unfunny jokes that fall flat. Directed by Peter Farrelly, this film squanders its promising premise and talented cast on a juvenile and uninspired, off-color comedy that fails to deliver enough laughs or entertainment to justify its sad existence. This is a really, really bad movie. Twenty years after Dean (Zac Efron), JT (Andrew Santino), and Wes (Jermaine Fowler), three childhood best friends, created an imaginary scapegoat for their pranks and shenanigans, they still find themselves using the nonexistent Ricky Stanicky as an alibi for their immature behavior. After JT misses the birth of his first child due to yet another tall tale, their families get suspicious and demand to meet Mr. Stanicky. Panicked, the guys hired “Rock Hard” Rod (John Cena), a raunchy, washed-up celebrity impersonator from Atlantic City to bring their imaginary buddy to life. Rod takes his role far too seriously, which causes a lot of shenanigans to ensue, making the best friends wish they’d never created Ricky in the first place. It sounds like a slam dunk of a premise that would lend itself to comedy gold, but Farrelly totally blows everything about his film. While it works as a childhood prank, it feels utterly ridiculous and implausible when applied to adult characters with families and responsibilities. These are grown men, for crying out loud. Even worse, the film’s attempts at humor largely miss the mark, with most jokes and gags landing as total duds. Whether it’s the tired trope of bawdy rewrites of classic songs or the contrived scenarios involving Ricky Stanicky’s outrageous heroics, the comedy falls flat at every turn. Even the presence of a talented and charming cast can’t salvage the abysmal writing and lackluster execution. By: Louisa Moore / SCREEN ZEALOTS