Having watched the new comedy The Hangover, the only people who couldn't warm to it would be the prudish and the denizens of Las Vegas staff who clean rooms. It's mix of screwball absurdity and good-time laughs, with soupcons of subtler comedy, left me in an elevated sense of deep-down happiness.
It only strikes two bum-notes - an unexpectedly lucid and witty song spontaneously performed by the dentist character played by Ed Helms about a tiger napping. which is incidentally what they have also done; and Alan, the semi-autistic dude, cuts his hand with a knife across the palm and then never seems to feel the injury again. Two small gripes in what has to be the benchmark for all stag parties. Heather Graham also still looks good after a decade of career mediocrity - maybe this will give her the boost of a second wind. One of the cleverest jokes has to be (Alert! Caution! Vital plot details to be revealed that will affect your viewing experience) that we think the missing groom is living it up crazily or in serious peril, when actually he, mundanely, has just been locked out on the roof of the hotel and left there. Unspoken, but very clever the way the film toys with the audience. A gem of a movie to cherish.