The above is a TV commercial for ‘The Happytime Murders’. We couldn’t show any of the trailers for the film. Not one of ’em…
Yep. the film is THAT naughty!
Not that tires on family-fare-goes-bad haven’t been kicked before. From ‘Ted’ to ‘Avenue Q’, this stuff has been done. But the fact that Brian Henson, son of the late legend Jim Henson, is behind this madness is a hurdle some just can’t scale over. I mean, these are essentially relatives of the Muppets engaging in sex (Continental Hot Sock? Yikes), violence….geez, one felt buddy gets ripped to pieces by a dog.
It’s graphic stuff, I tell ya. Graphic.
Melissa McCarthy plays one of only a handful of human performers in this fictional world in which puppets co-exist with flesh-and-blood Californians. McCarthy is an LAPD detective, grudgingly teamed with her former partner, a blue, foul-mouthed, chainsmoking puppet played by Muppets vet, Bill Barretta, to solve a string of grisly murders in which the puppet cast of an adorable family show called ‘Happytime’ are being picked off, one by one.
The motive behind the crime is a little TOO simple, even for cheesed-up film noir like this. Mind you, ‘The Happytime Murders’ exists for pure shock value – there’s a lot of nasty puppet happenings at play, with not a ton of story to go with it all. That wouldn’t be such a bad thing had the film been really, really funny. And granted, I DID laugh at portions. Unfortunately, it was out of disbelief.
It’s a guilty pleasure, at best. And be warned, ‘The Happytime Murders’ is indeed brought to you by the letter ‘F’….