Oh, Give It Up, Jim Levenstein. You Will NEVER Be Marshall Eriksen
After six seasons of “How I Met Your Mother,” it’s super weird seeing Alyson Hannigan’s Lily Aldrin with anyone other than Marshall Eriksen, even if Jim Levenstein played with her flute first. He’s second-rate comparatively, and seeing him with with Jim I keep waiting for Marshall to turn up onscreen and use that remaining bitch slap to knock him unconscious. “That’s my baby, asshole.”
Here’s the new trailer for American Reunion, and it features all of three-quarters of a second of Tara Reid. It’s mostly Jim and Michelle and Stifler, because those are the three that have managed to remain at least moderately recognizable. The decade since the original has not be kind to a few of them. Mena Suvari, where did you go? Oh, an episode of “The Cape”? Really? And an episode of “Psyche.” What, they couldn’t find a 80’s has been that week, so they took a 90’s has been? Shannon Elizabeth had her place in the Hollywood universe filled by Jessica Biel, and most of those guys, I don’t even remember their names without looking them up, except for Chris Klein, who I will admit is responsible for the greatest performance of the 21st century so far.
Here’s the trailer. Choke on the nostalgia, dill-bags.
Also, what kind of douchebag allows his wife to order him a prostitute for his birthday, Jason Biggs? Marshall Eriksen would never pull that shit. To each their own and all, but where’s your sense of romance, sir?
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