11 Crappiest Movies of Matthew McConaughey’s Career
Alright, alright, alright. Matthew McConaughey never pretended to be an Oscar-bait actor, right? Oh wait .. he did. But honestly, aside from A Time to Kill, Contact, and Amistad, McConaughey said, “Fuck this. I’m taking my shirt off. In a lot of crappy films.” Here are the top eleven of them:
The Ghosts of Girlfriends Past: Poor Charles Dickens. He never intended for his work to inspire crap like this.
Fool’s Gold: This is the movie where McConaughey attempts to remove more shirts than he ever wears. That’s the entire fucking film, people.
Surfer, Dude: This movie was, perhaps, the magnum (shirtless) opus of McConaughey and Woody Harrelson’s marijuana-laced friendship. Good times, brah.
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre - The Next Generation: Make no mistake, Renee Zellweger and McConaughey both signed onto this crappy film for the exposure. Fortunately, both moved on to (briefly) better things.
We Are Marshall: This movie was both heart-rending and possessed genuinely heartfelt performances by both Matthew Fox and McConaughey. Such a shame about the ending though.
Failure to Launch: Sarah Jessica Parker and McConaughey both profited handsomely from this ultra-formulaic, crappy confection. Also, pay special attention to Matty’s slanted posture in this poster, for it makes a bit more sense later…
Sahara: $78 million of red ink? McConaughey as Dirk Pitt? Steve Zahn as the muscular, Italian Al Giordino of the novels? Pure crap.
Two For the Money: This is yet another “thriller” that (regrettably) banks on the presence of the formerly great Al Pacino with his token male co-star de jour, with whom he (inevitably) shares absolutely no chemistry whatsoever.
Reign of Fire: Yet another Uwe Boll masterpiece. Need I say more?
The Wedding Planner: Behold, the rise of J-Lo and metrosexual McConaughey!
Angels in the Outfield: Despite the presence of Tony Danza, Joseph Gordon-Levitt (!), and Adrian Brody (!), the film lacked authentic sports-like action, which was a grave mistake.
And here’s a little bonus number for you…
How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days: Don’t even talk to me about the alleged “chemistry” between McConaughey and Kate Hudson. This was one crappy movie.
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