I’ve seen the previews for this film in the theater more than once this summer and even from that short take it just looked lame in every possible way from the premise to the execution. When the funniest bit, (or should I say what the studio somehow thinks is the funniest bit), depends on a woman farting in bed, or shit shooting being thrown into the face of your leading men, they are hardly scenes that are going to draw in the movie goers.
If you want to watch the R-Rated trailer go here.
I love reading Ebert. I don’t always agree with him, sometimes even vehemently disagreeing with him. But either way his reviews are always interesting, and the more he trashes a movie, the more entertaining they are to read. About The Change-Up, he proclaims:
It is obscene, foulmouthed, scatological, creepy and perverted. As a bonus, it has the shabbiest low-rent main titles I've seen this side of YouTube.
And that’s just the beginning. The film also carries a cellar dwelling 25 per cent approval rating at Rotten Tomatoes.
As for movie fart scenes, there should never be any fart scenes in a film ever again. Because there’s only one that always will be and shall be the biggest and best stinkeroo on celluloid. Ride ‘em Cowboy.