To think - had the stupid hackers left Sony well enough alone, this piece of worthless hogwash would have come and went at the box office without the slightest splash. Now, having cemented itself in the annals of free speech, many are watching it not only out of curiosity, but because no one is going to tell Americans what we can or cannot watch, and we will suffer through it as a big, red white & blue "Fuck You!" to the North Koreans, or whoever is behind this dog and pony show. Think of it in the same terms as the massive outpouring of solidarity for the post-massacre issue of Charlie Hebdo, except the latter was genuinely worth its money and its message, while The Interview (2014) should be chucked into the rubbish bin never to seen or heard from again.
The film came up on Netflix streaming the other night rather unexpectedly, and I figured it was better to get it over with instead of agonizing over ways to avoid it. There are two "actors" of my generation who I have no love for, to say the least, Seth Rogen and James Franco. To have them both in a film is a double whammy of cinematic suffering, especially when Rogen is also the writer, director, and producer. He surely thinks highly of himself, no? When other people put on so many hats for a film production, it's commendable. In his case, it's a severe case of narcissism. Both of these fools are really just playing themselves, and they are not the sort anyone with even a handful of functioning brain cells would want to be around.
While this is billed as a comedy, I did not laugh once, though I did crack a weak smile during an Eminem bit where he casually announces that he is, in fact, gay. Some jokes (although very few and far between) had potential for hilarious payoff, but were executed poorly. It all fell flat. It was lazy. You'd think it incredibly difficult to screw up a fart joke, but they manage it swimmingly. They should've left the Kim Jong-un laughs to Dennis Rodman. You know it's awful when The Interview makes you look back at Team America: World Police (2004) as a consummate example of satirical excellence. Better yet, let's see this for what it veritably is, Seth Rogen's Circle Jerk: Part Deux, lest we forget his original Circle Jerk, The Green Hornet (2011).
I do have to say, the end credits were great. Maybe that's where the labor really went.