“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
, 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
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
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,