Speaking as someone who lived, worked and went broke in Bangkok during his early 20s, the biggest problem with The Hangover Part II is not that it ignores the unique and fundamentally conservative Thai culture in order to ease the way for lazy jokes about pingpong shows (which it does), but that the film’s depiction of Bangkok’s underbelly is simply not seedy enough. The strippers aren’t strung out enough, the sexpats aren’t hopeless enough, the gangsters aren’t violent enough, the police aren’t corrupt enough, the drugs aren’t toxic enough, and the elephants aren’t mistreated enough—and the knife’s edge that is life in that underground world is, in this tacky Hollywood creation, just too dull. Academy, Bagdad, Laurelhurst.
- Best paired with: Sierra Nevada Pale Ale.
- Also showing: Barfly (Mission, 9 pm Monday, Aug. 15).