Just as promised, Vince and his bros are back and they haven’t changed much. From my perspective, The Entourage movie has been the most anticipated film of the summer, because everyone I know and their brother’s mother’s dog walker contacted me, pleading to be my plus-one at the critics’ screening. That honor went to my husband, who along with me, was underwhelmed and disappointed with the film, but overwhelmed and amazed by the laziness and misogyny of the filmmakers.

It’s even more disappointing because I really enjoyed the HBO series. Sure it was glitzy and crude and ridiculous, but when taken in half hour doses, it was a guilty pleasure. But an hour and 45 minutes of Vince (Adrian Grenier), E (Kevin Connolly), Johnny (Kevin Dillon), Turtle (Jerry Ferrara) and Ari (Jeremy Piven) doing the exact same things they did in every episode–partying, eating, driving, schtupping and, almost as an afterthought, trying to make a movie–gets a little tedious. There are no surprises and nothing original or fresh here. It starts feeling stale right after the opening credits, which are by far the best part.

The film begins eight days after the series ended, with the Entourage crew partying with gorgeous, bikini-clad babes on a yacht near Ibiza. Then they party at their various beach mansions with more gorgeous, bikini-clad babes, until they party at an awards ceremony with gorgeous, formally-clad babes. That’s about it. Except for when they’re shagging, or attempting to shag. There isn’t a woman in the film who isn’t either a noodge or a sexual conquest, and I can’t remember seeing any females who were overweight or over 40. It’s not easy or fun watching an entire gender being reduced to receptacle status, and the men I talked to after the screening felt the same way–even my husband. At least he told me he did.

I can’t help but compare Entourage to the first Sex and the City film, another beloved HBO series that made its way to a theater near you after the TV version ended. It was bigger, brasher and more beautiful than it was on TV, which was appropriate for a big screen adaptation. The Entourage movie was a bit like your second round of lovemaking in 15 minutes: smaller, less original, and only enjoyable to guys under the age of 24.

Rated R

1 Hour 45 Minutes

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The ENTOURAGE Movie Review: Bigger and Longer