In Theaters: May 24
The trick is to forget the slick 2011 sequel that nuked our fond, filthy memories of the 2009 original. The only plot change was to move the party from Vegas to Bangkok, and the only directing Todd Phillips did was to let Bradley Cooper, Ed Helms and Zach Galifianakis phone it in for fat paychecks. In this trilogy finale, Zach G’s idiot boy deals with death and rehab, and Phillips goes darker and dirtier. Count me in. The laughs in the first Hangover hurt so good.