It basically follows the same Gary Sanchez/Will Ferrell
formula. It’s filled with tropes and clichés. Will Ferrell is WAY too old to be playing the part. The movie is WAY too long. But I’ll be damned if I didn’t laugh – out loud – many times at this ridiculous thing. And so I guess the question is: is it too long? What’s too long? If funny stuff happens in the sequences that are too long, does that make it worth it? What the hell else is there to do? Do you have somewhere to be? Theatrical comedies, I believe, are test-marketed to death. You’ve gotta keep the bodies moving through the theaters. Sell the Milk Duds. But it’s as though Netflix and/or the filmmakers said, “Fuck it. Just keep all the weird, silly, incongruous stuff in there. Nobody can go anywhere. They’re trapped inside.” It’s a loving send-up of all things Icelandic and all the dreamer singing competitions. It’s an over-puffed confection. But, I mean, what else are you gonna do??
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