Review of The Internship

I walked out of this movie about halfway through because of sadness. There is such aching sadness when I see talented and intelligent persons like Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson, the great John Goodman for goodness sake and the charming actress Rose Byrne involving themselves in a project so limp, so soulless and spiritually and intellectually void as this worn out dishrag of a film. Why didn't someone stand up and say something, I wonder? Like for instance, "Hey guys this is just too terrible for us to make! Lets do a rewrite, lets make it funny or poignant or insightful or you know... good." Im sure I know why not, they were all concentrating on their next projects, no one had any heart or hope or mind in this one, they were all shruggin it off and taking their paychecks and moving on to better things. The lack of caring is obvious, numbing and deadly. The laughs in this movie are half laughs, the ideas are half thoughts, the emotions half felt and badly spoken. That Google would have had even the slightest connection to this wasteland is only more disappointing. I kept waiting for some of the energy and creativity of similar classic "bad boys take over" movies like Mash or Animal House or even Caddy Shack to show up, but no, someone has to care to accomplish that, someone has to at least try. In the middle of this dreary slog the two older louts take the brilliant but geeky kids from Google out to a hideous and slimy strip club where they get toxicly drunk, listen to truly obscene music, have a brawl, and wind up vomiting in a public park at dawn. They then righteously demand of the students, "Wasnt that the best night of your life?" And they are not kidding. It would have been so much better if they were.