The premise: There’s some wedding that George Lopez, Ken Jeong, Jim Breuer (sure, why not) and Pat Monahan, the lead singer of the band Train, are not invited to and they’re planning on crashing it. A perfect vehicle to kick off a Train music video — yes, they still do those — but hardly an earth-shattering plot device in the annals of storytelling.
But then comes the deus ex machina we craved and frankly needed … it’s Marshawn Lynch’s wedding.
Now you’re hooked, yeah? It’s about as weird as it sounds, and naturally Lynch is wearing a “Beastmode” black cap — a terrific reminder of how much fun this season promises to be now that he’s back in the NFL, with the Oakland Raiders.
(For a little background on how the video concept came together, People magazine has the scoop.)
Typical wedding shtick ensues, and the comedic trio of Lopez, Jeong and Breuer hold court just how you’d expect them to. Lynch eats cake and slugs expensive spirits, and even after he realizes his party has been crashed (plot spoiler) he allows the cut-ups to stay and do their thing for the duration of the latest Train number.
Oh, and it’s called “Drink Up.” Clearly, Train are geniuses, as any sure way to longevity in the music biz these days involves writing a song guaranteed to be played at weddings. If you turn down the volume just a shade, it sounds like it will be this generation’s “I Gotta Feeling” by the Black Eyed Peas.
However, the star here, duh, is Lynch. This is not a video that requires deep viewing, so we suggest you turn from focusing on the D-list comedians and focus on Beastmode. He’s a funny guy, and he has exactly zero lines of dialogue for the first three-plus minutes, which is perfectly fitting. Just his expressions during the whole thing are worth the click.
But then Lynch gets a few lines, which sound relatively ad-libbed, and he nails them. We won’t spoil this part, as it’s worth watching, but there’s some pretty good gallows humor at the expense of his former team, the Seattle Seahawks.
It’s all super contrived, sure, and there’s even a fairly salacious gesture at the end by Lynch, but the whole thing is a big ball of weird fun, like dipping into the mystery punch at a wedding that the strange cousin has spiked with Everclear.
Who doesn’t love that? We suggest you writing your name on this cup, as the song says, and drinking it up.
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