One to file under: 'Better than it had any right to be'.

For the most part whilst watching, I felt quite nonplussed by everything about 'A Night at the Roxbury' - it was neither pleasing or annoying me. By its conclusion, however, I actually felt like I enjoyed it. I feel like I should've disliked it, but the opposite is more true to be honest.

Some of the humour lands, some of it doesn't - those dancing head nods, for example, are amusing, but the film seriously overuses it. I assume that's a carryover from the 'Saturday Night Live' sketch that this is based upon. Hadda... read the rest.