Take a Drink: of Scotch… for every drink of Scotch
Take a Drink: for every classic quote
Take a Drink: for every non-sequitur from Brick
Take a Drink: for Baxter dialogue
Take a Drink: for every sexist remark
Take a Drink: “whammy”
Take a Drink: for tense news team standoffs
Do a Shot: when those standoffs explode into violence
Do a Shot: if you catch the Landlord’s cameo
By: Henry J. Fromage (A Toast) –
I’m going to try to do the impossible… Write an Anchorman review without using a single quote from Anchorman.
I immediately… am displeased I chose this course of action.
Anchorman is based on actual events. Only the names, locations… and happenstances have been changed. It’s about Ron Burgundy (Will Ferrell) and his crack San Diego newsteam (Paul Rudd, David Koechner, and Steve Carrell), whose world is upended when lady anchor Veronica Corningstone (Christina Applegate) enters their male-dominated workspace.
Like all great comedy, Anchorman’s brilliance starts with the script. It’s a great story, compelling and… resonant with its anti-sexism satire and absurd tangents. You know, comedy studies have been done, and 60% of the time, Anchorman’s mix of comedic riffing, awesome cameos, antiquated exclamations, and mad flute solos has proven to… produce plenty of laughs.
Most of the time.
Anchorman also draws a lot of humor out of its 70s setting, from fashion and social mores right down to the pungent colognes, with scents ranging from… toasted furry feces to tikki masala-stuffed used pampers.
At the end of the day, though, what makes Anchorman such a classic is its cast. I don’t know how to put this, but… Will Ferrell is kind of a big deal. His Ron Burgundy is both an awful and affable human being, selling ridiculous one-liners and actions alike with ease. Christina Applegate’s Veronica Corningstone is good at three things: fighting…, holding her own in a man’s world, and playing the straight gal for her more absurd costars with her own special verve. She’s both a perfect foil and companion.
Speaking of costars, Paul Rudd and David Koechner’s lines don’t always land, but when they do, they hit yah right in the testes. A straight shot. Right in the progeny producer. However, the MVP of the group (and arguably the film) is Steve Carrell’s Brick Tamland. Almost every inane, non sequitur bon mot that comes out of his mouth is pure gold.
I love… Brick.
So, to sum up, this is one of the very finest American comed… ah fuck it, when in Rome…
You stay classy, San Diego!
Last Call: Always stay after those McKay credits!