These Dads are freakin’ old, 3.5 readers. BQB here with a review.
Ah, Bill Burr. He’s the only comedian out there taking on the veritable treasure trove of comedic material that is wokeness and making a fortune doing it. Surprisingly, Netflix, the champion streaming service of wokeness, allows him to do it because they know a cash cow when they see one.
If you’re a fan of BB’s comedy, you know he became a dad late in life at age 50 and suffered culture shock when he found non-stop, daily disagreement with the much younger generation of moms and dads of the friends of his kid. This is bound to happen. Millenials parent one way and Gen X? Another way entirely.
Well, Bill finally got around to making a movie about it. Here, he stars with two other old dads, played by Bobby Cannavale and Bokeem Woodbine, the trio of BFFS all had kids late in life and all must now circumnavigate a strange new world of parenting that includes talking about feelings and emotions and being non-judgmental when damn it, the old dads never met a problem that walking it off and rubbing some dirt on it can’t cure.
NOT TO GIVE AWAY A SPOILER, but the funniest scene, IMO is when Bill’s character, Jack, calls an obnoxious school principal a (brace yourself) CUNT! after she rags on him incessantly for picking up his son late. Truth be told, the principal’s rant was a bit much, but Bill’s use of the c-word was like dropping an atomic bomb to kill a fruit fly.
This is a mere set up the for the humor that comes next. At the urging of his wife, Leah (fans of the League will be happy to see Katie Asleton back in action), Bill arrives at the school, hat in hand to give an apology, only to be force to not only apologize to the principal, but to his surprise, an assembly of 50 parents and students called in, each with their grievance about the comment, most of whom were not present when the word was dropped. “I’m sorry I said this in front of 6 of you and that those 6 then when on to tell fifty,” Bill says.
I admit the older I get, the more I feel like an alien in the modern world. Sometimes there are improvements that I think were a long time coming. Sometimes there are nonsense trivialities that make me think we are a nation of crybabies that will be easily invaded and conquered any day now. The answer seems to be for generations to stick to their own peers when it comes to socializing, but when you’re a 50 year old dad, you have no choice but to spend time with the 20 and 30 something year old parents who think words are violence, microaggressions can make you worse than Hitler and all offenses must be mediated on twitter.
STATUS: Shelf-worthy. Double spoiler – there’s a scene where Bill and the boys are talking about hot chicks and one of their younger dad peers is disgusted by the objectification of women and I hate to say it but its been forever since I’ve been able to converse with dudes about hot chicks because even men my age have bought into this. What has life come to if we can’t talk about hot chicks? Sad! Sad, I say!
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