I Blame Beer

I know exactly what the devious minds behind Taladega Nights were thinking when they came up with that idea. They were thinking, let’s take all those uppity blue-state intellectuals and make them watch NASCAR and enjoy it! And while we’re at it, let’s make those so called liberals laugh at themselves as well. Well, it worked on this jaded asshole, apart from a few moments when the movie’s dragging on a bit, I was laughing so hard I farted. And I’ll tell you what else: if you hate Taladega Nights, you hate America! Well, maybe not, but you’re probably taking yourself way too seriously.

Official limbo rating: worth a matinee.