Wandering Trees By Jay Schreiber final wave ‘goodbye you a budding poet? Send your work to a tcotherpres.ca tose our work in prin Hot Tub Time Machine: exactly how it sounds It’s The Hangover meets Back to the Future; what more could you want? lhe first quarter of 2010 has just about ended, and already we’ve been “blessed” with a wide range of films ranging from boring and tired to half-decent and “alright,” which saddens me, considering the list includes films by Martin Scorsese, Roman Polanski (get over it), Tim Burton and Kevin Smith. So, when all these fine named Blaine (Sebastian Stan) and Chaz (Charlie McDermott). The era is captured in a way that doesn’t abuse parody, but still makes abundant use of neon colours, music, and “80s legends Chevy Chase (as the all- knowing hot tub repair man) and Crispin Glover (as the greatest one-armed bellhop you’ll ever see). The pacing in this film is phenomenal, managing to solidify all four leads within a five-to-ten minute interval. The beauty of this is that where most movies of this sort will have poorly attempted character development, this film filters those unnecessary moments 0 o three outrageous John Cusack once again reminds us that he can do more than just hold a boom box over his head. options become void, who do you turn to? In this case, Steve Pink (Accepted, High Fidelity), proud director of Hot Tub Time Machine. Time Machine begins by introducing four good-for-nothings: Nick (Craig Robinson), Lou (Rob Corddry), Adam (John Cusack), and Adam’s nephew, Jacob (Clark Duke). The out-of-touch 40-somethings have all failed in their lives with both women and careers, and 20-year-old Jacob is well on his way to doing the same. After Lou fails a supposed suicide-attempt, Adam and Nick take the liberty of booking a room at the ski resort the three of them spent many memorable nights in. After accidentally dumping Chernobley (an illegal Russian energy drink) into their hot tub’s electrical wiring, the four are sent back to 1986. Without spoilers, all I can say is it only gets better from there. Very rarely does this happen in a movie today, especially a comedy, but Hot Tub Time Machine does everything right. From spectacular dialogue all the way down to the cocky, ski-patrolling pricks so perfectly characters and their equally entertaining punching bag. Every single performance is done flawlessly, from its main characters to momentary extras. Cusack, who’s been in most of Pink’s films, once again reminds us that he can do more than just hold a boom box over his head. Since The Office, Robinson has been gradually becoming more prominent in films, and thank God—this man is always comedic gold. As for Corddry, he’s had some difficulty becoming as famous as his ex-Daily Show cast-mates Steve Carell and Stephen Colbert. It’s disappointing, since he, like Robinson, is hilarious no matter what role he gets. Believe me when I say that if you’ ve never heard of Robinson or Corddry before, you won’t be forgetting their names any time soon. As for Duke, he may just be another two-role-wonder, but he certainly holds potential to become something more. One thing’s for sure, this movie will forever change your perception of squirrels, soap dispensers, and the song “Let’s Get It Started.” Hot Tub Time Machine, 1 guarantee, will have you laughing from start to finish.