'We're the Millers' is so tasteless there is no option be amusing

"We're the Millers" tries to be a more filthy minded form of the aforementioned old "National Lampoon" family way excursion films. Jason Sudeikis plays a modest time dope merchant, Jennifer Aniston is his stripper neighbor, Will Poulter is a virginal youngster living in his residence building, and Emma Roberts plays a homeless punkette. Keeping in mind the end goal to carry 1,500 kilos of ganja over the Mexican fringe, Sudeikis' character leases a RV and influences this warring trio into claiming to be one huge peachy-

Sudeikis reportedly did a lot of joke enhancement on the script (credited to multiple writers) but not nearly enough. Even tastelessness needs to have some taste. The blue humor in “We’re the Millers” is just bland. And yes, Aniston performs a (modified) striptease. That’s pretty bland, too. Grade: C- (Rated R for crude sexual content, pervasive language, drug material and brief graphic nudity.)