“We’re The Millers”
            This is one of those Raunch Comedies that you wouldn’t want to admit in church choir practice that you actually saw in the theater.  But if you can overlook the constant application of rough language, and you’re not easily embarrassed by “adult situations,” it definitely has its funny moments.
            Jennifer Anniston plays Rose, an aging stripper who’s still bright-eyed and not quite world-weary, but definitely down on her luck.  Her live-in boyfriend has just left, and absconded with the money, leaving her with the unpaid bills, and an eviction notice.
Her apartment neighbor down the hall is David (Jason Sudeikis), a small-time drug dealer, specializing in “dime” bags of marijuana for well-heeled customers who meet him at Starbucks for the surreptitious exchange.  Kenny (Will Poulter) is a teenage kid who lives in the same apartment building, previously with his drug-addict Mother, who’s now left and he doesn’t know where she is.   But he wants David to come to the rescue with him when some street punks are hassling Casey (Emma Roberts), a teenage runaway who talks tough but obviously could use some rescuing.
            In fact, all of these characters could use some rescuing, but the vehicle is an unlikely one.  David, robbed and beaten by the street punks for trying to defend Casey, is given an ultimatum by his drug dealer:  run me a load of marijuana out of Mexico , or else.  He seems to have little choice.  He figures that if he looked more like a family man driving a big RV, with doting wife and well-scrubbed son and daughter, he would be much less likely to raise suspicion at the border crossing.  So, you guessed it:  he recruits Rose and Kenny and Casey, none of whom really want to do this, but they all seem to have few other options.
            What they do well is act straight-laced when around other people, but quickly revert to their gutter-language street personas when by themselves, despite their collective change of appearance.  Meeting another RV family on the road creates some comic situations, and the urgency is added by the active pursuit of both the law and the drug dealers, making this a hurry-up-and-get-winsome kind of character development.  But despite all the trappings of foul play and foul language, at its heart it’s almost corny and sweet:  by pretending to be a family, they actually begin to become one, much to the surprise of everyone.
            Though certainly deserving of its R rating, it’s remarkably devoid of sexuality---even the almost-obligatory stripper routine is more campy than erotic.  Sure, there’s a lot of talk about sex, but the only actual nudity is purposefully designed to be comically revealing and kinda gross---well, you kinda have to be there.
            In fact, being there for each other is actually the moral to this unlikely morality tale.
Dr. Ronald P. Salfen, Minister, St. Stephen’s Presbyterian Church, Irving , Texas