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(1945)
Seems this cat Brewster just inherited eight million smackaroos, so he tells all his cronies that he's gonna set 'em up in style. Except the black guy- he tells the black guy that he's got a "job for life". Ha ha! But then Commissioner Gordon explains that there's a catch: before he gets the money he has to spend the night in a haunted bordello, and no one has ever come out alive. Or frowning. Oh, wait, that's not right. The real catch is that Brewster only gets the bread if he can blow one million dollars in two months and have absolutely nothing to show for it. Nowadays you could piss away a lousy million bucks in like an afternoon, even quicker if you just turned it over to your girl, but back in 1945 the U.S. was sick with seized Jewish Nazi gold and you could buy cars for a nickel because people knew the value of a dollar back then and dagnabbit they respected their elders! They didn't just hide 'em away in some home and only come to visit when they wanted to know where I buried all that kike gold or had some dumb question about the 1940s! Ask your great-grandparents. The point is, it's not gonna be as easy as it sounds. Even worse, Brewster can't tell anybody about the catch, so naturally when he starts burning through it like Andy Dick on a cock bender everyone thinks he's lost his marbles and tries to stop him. [Note: that was supposed to say "Andy Dick on a coke bender", but the typo is funnier so I'm just gonna leave it.] Along the way Brewster does do a few funny things (like when he goes out of his way to get mugged), but everyone around him is way funnier than he is, even though he's supposed to be the main guy. (Compare: Seinfeld.) For example, it's his friend who actually says that some bim "throws it around like she was spraying a garden". The black guy gets all the best lines though: Brewster: "It's bad luck to postpone a wedding." Or: Black Guy: "Job fo' life, huh? Eat this, you honky motherfucker!" [Shotgun blast] Okay, I made that last one up. But that's what should've happened. |
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