Recuperation journey: Taking in a movie

My husband, Ralph, and I decided to go to the movies Friday afternoon. We hadn't been to one in months and now that I'm feeling better it was time for a break. And after all, the doctor told me to "have fun."

We went to see The House, starring Will Ferrell and Amy Poehler, both of whom are always good at their comedy! 

They play a couple whose daughter has been accepted to Bucknell University, and they are expecting to receive a scholarship for her from the mythical suburb of Fox Meadow, where they live. 

When the councilman in charge of the town, Bob, played by Nick Kroll, informs them the municipal budget has no funds for the scholarship - right after he unveils plans to build a huge recreation complex - they need to do something fast.

Ferrell and Poehler (as Scott and Kate Johansen) end up teaming with Ferrell's frenzied friend, Frank, hysterically portrayed by Jason Mantzoukas, to open an illegal casino in Frank's house. 

Word gets out about the casino and town residents ready to "secretly" gamble, drink, and spend their money come to the casino. 
And the cash starts pouring in.
  
But ooh boy, the movie was kinda wacky and a bit disjointed. At least for this old lady! 
It's what I would call escape entertainment. 
The main characters all used the F-bomb so many times it no longer had any impact on me. I much prefer it when actors use curse words sparingly, for dramatic effect, and not in every third sentence. 

If you're looking for some summer silliness, The House might fill the bill.