As for me and most of the audience around me, I stayed in my seat and enjoyed some big belly laughs over the next 89 minutes. Regardless of your beliefs, God should provided us some much needed levity with this riotous send-up of nuns in a Medieval nunnery.
Okay, they tell you at the beginning that this is set around 1347 and you figure that the ensuing dialogue will be true to the era and very elegant and austere. Um, no, everybody talks as if it is 2017 with the emphasis on vulgarity. Now, admittedly, the second 20 times where a nun drops the F-bomb are not nearly as funny as the first 20 times. At the same time, this is a film that is just trying to be entertaining and it's no more anti-Catholic than it is anti-any other religion. Heck, they could have set this in the days of Martin Luther and I would have still laughed at some of the situations provided.
We meet the three nuns played by Alison "Glow" Brie, Aubrey Plaza, and Kate Micucci and they all have numerous hangups. For the most part, they are all dealing with sexual desires of some sort. Enter a handyman, played by Dave "Alison Brie's real life husband" Franco, who is pretending to be deaf and dumb. You get the picture. To also stir the pot we have Molly Shannon as the nunnery Mother Superior and John C. Reilly as the resident priest. There are complications and sight gags galore and many moments are reminiscent of the best work of one Mel Brooks.
Admittedly, "The Little Hours" does get a little too silly in spots, especially when a coven of local witches enter the picture. But, I guffawed heartily more than I have in a very long while at the cinema. In this day when the world is coming apart at the seams, laughter is the best elixir. Again, this is definitely not a movie for everybody. But that's exactly what can make the medium so special.
LEN'S RATING: Three stars.
Dinner last night: Sausage, peppers, and onions.
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