An elite special forces team who thwarts a deadly threat to Las Vegas. After their celebratory party, filled with booze, drugs and sex, the team discovers that the bomb they deactivated was a fake. The now intoxicated team has to fight through their impairments, overcome their personal issues, find the real bomb, and save the world.
Well, well, well, buckle up, my binge-watching buddies! Your favorite sarcastic cinephile is back with a fresh take on Netflix's latest offering, "Obliterated." Imagine a cocktail of Chuck, The Unit, and a splash of Weekend at Bernie's, shaken, not stirred, and voila! You've got a show that's part action, part comedy, and entirely for adults. Before we dive into this boozy bomb hunt, let's get to know our "Obliterated" crew.
Stars, Stripes, and Stripteases: The ensemble cast includes Shelley Hennig as Ava Winters, Nick Zano as Chad McKnight, Terrence Terrell as Trunk, Paola Lázaro as Angela Gomez, C. Thomas Howell as Haggerty, Kimi Rutledge as Maya Lerner, and Alyson Gorske as Lana. Now, these folks aren't your typical Special Forces team – they're the cool kids who deactivated a fake bomb in Vegas. Little did they know, the real party was about to begin.
For a sneak peek into the chaos, check out the trailer here.
Plot Twist, Bomb Edition: Picture this: an elite squad saves Sin City, throws an epic celebration with all the debauchery you can imagine, only to find out the bomb they defused was faker than a Kardashian marriage. Now, fueled by booze, drugs, and questionable life choices, they must navigate their way through personal issues, locate the actual bomb, and save the world. Talk about a hangover cure!
What I Loved: First off, let's applaud "Obliterated" for embracing its adult audience. This ain't your Saturday morning cartoon, folks – nudity, violence, and swearing, oh my! If you're looking for a show to watch with your kids, kindly escort them out of the room.
The characters, while somewhat clichéd, offer a good range of personalities. It's like assembling a diverse superhero squad, complete with the token archetypes.
Stick with it, my friends. The initial episodes might feel like a slow burn, but the characters grow on you faster than a bad habit. Patience is a virtue, and in this case, it pays off.
What Made Me Cringe: Ah, the inevitable woke certification. Brace yourselves, as Hollywood checks off every diversity box in the first episode. I get it, representation matters, but sometimes it feels like they're handing out participation trophies. Can we call it "the message"? Sure, why not.
The humor occasionally stumbles like a drunk stumbling down the Vegas Strip. Forced jokes and misplaced punchlines make you wonder if the writers had one too many themselves.
I'm all for strong female leads, but can we stop making them mirror images of Alpha males? Women can be powerful without turning them into gender-swapped clichés. Hollywood, take notes.
It's almost like the supporting cast from other shows got their big break to play the leads in "Obliterated." Maybe that's why some scenes feel like a dress rehearsal rather than a polished performance.
And seriously, did the actors get a crash course in bad acting or just bad pretending? It's like they're trying to convince us they're drunk rather than, you know, actually being drunk.
Episode 2, oh boy. Did we really need an excuse for a male nudity showcase? I'm all for equal opportunity eye candy, but it felt more like a desperate attempt to balance the scales.
Lastly, Hollywood, don't assume we're lost in Vegas. Turning off the Strip doesn't mean we're venturing into the Bermuda Triangle. Head towards the Stratosphere or MGM, and you'll be just fine. Google Maps exists for a reason.
Prepare yourselves for an abundance of male nudity. Forget gender stereotypes; "Obliterated" is here to challenge your expectations.
Final Verdict: 7.0/10 "Obliterated" may stumble through its comedic landmines, but it manages to find its footing when you least expect it. Embrace the chaos, endure the awkward jokes, and let the characters grow on you like Vegas glitter in your hair the morning after. It's not a masterpiece, but it's a wild ride worth taking.