Gawd, who is this movie written for? Is it just an automatic money making "no-brainer" (and I mean that literally) to have a female coterie reunite years later for alcohol, partying, clubbing, male stripper all at an exclusive vacation locale? Plot has been done too many times including guys' versions. Fifty years of progress in portraying intelligent resourceful women has been reduced and characterized to loud intoxicated "b..hes" trying to outdo each other in acting the stupidest. Oh, more dumbness in added subplot of some stranger dying which expands into a not believable, suppose to be funny, crime clean up mess which itself has been done too many times in film. Demi Moore makes a brief appearance and as in "Blind" shows little acting skill. In both films she basically just hangs on some guy and smiles.

For those of you who follow my reviews or know me personally would know that I just don't like comedies. I hardly ever laugh, find them cringeworthy and would rather watch a depressing film about a serial killer. But here we are, a film that has surprised me and made me laugh. Not once. Not twice. We're talking multiple occasions. What!? Gasp. Shock. Horror. I thought Rough Night was hilarious. I don't know if it's because I was hyper on confectionary goodness and sugary drinks but yes I enjoyed the hell out of this. We follow a group of girls who throw a bachelorette party for one of their friends. Clubs, drinking, drugs and the attempted removal of a guy they just killed. I shouldn't have liked this, reason being is that it's just another formulaic comedy where our characters relive the past only for the present to hit them in the face, they argue and make up. The end. So yes, it is formulaic. It also dragged towards the end and the laughs started to become inconsistent. But...but but but...the majority of the runtime was packed with hilarity and that's pretty much down to the script and charismatic performances. Scarlett Johansson was fantastic, I was slightly "meh" at the beginning but warmed to her comedic timing. Kate McKinnon though, stole the whole damn film. Her forced Australian accent just killed me. Yet again, her exaggerated acting and dialogue execution just made her hilarious. Demi Moore though...yikes! Good on her but...yikes! The scenarios that are characters are put under were varied, somewhat inventive and outrageously funny. Particularly scenes where they attempt to hide the body, who knew glasses with a phallic shaped object attached would make me laugh (immature...I know). I thought the script was pretty consistent throughout, there were times where jokes didn't always hit but for the most part I either smiled or laughed out loud. I needed to be cheered up, I needed a laugh, I needed a good time. This film did all that successfully.

So one day the computer at the studio spit out its latest averages and demographic analysis that showed that a female-only movie is due. This movie should have gross so-called humor, be located in Florida and acting... well.. what's that. Who cares?

And out popped this movie.

Someone dies, but it is as emotionally involving as seeing a fat driver in a McDonalds drive-thru inching forward.