Thank You Jesus for My Smokin’ Hot Wife.

August 7, 2006 – 11:20 pm |

Late, but as promised - my vicarious review of Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby.

In case you haven’t been paying attention, I haven’t seen the movie (3 under 5). So, I can only give you my impression of my husband’s impression of the movie. And, despite my enthusiastic interview with my connection to the Ricky Bobby demographic, I was getting a lot of answers along the lines of: “It was pretty good.”

With further prodding I deduced: it is more Anchorman than Old School; Ferrell is spot-on; the supporting actors are impressive in quantity and quality; the wife really is pretty hot; and the French rival may be a bit much. Apparently, the humorous effect of the placement of songs in the soundtrack is particularly impressive.

Despite what I thought was a rather lukewarm report, after we went to bed he kept disrupting my attempts to sleep with seemingly unprovoked giggling followed by quotes from the movie.

All of which leads me to believe that it is the usual Ferrell - perhaps a bit over-the-top as a whole product, but dead funny as the sum of the parts. Anyone else want to weigh in?