Very very predictable, including the post credit scene !!!

Thanks for the memories!

The performances transcend the film's tropes, grounding it in characters that feel more complete than this subgenre often produces.

Great movie! If you want to be entertained and have a few good laughs, see this movie. The music is also very good,

Benjamin Purvis (Michael Angarano) is a quiet awkward teen home-schooled by his mother (Jennifer Coolidge). He has written a sci-fi fantasy novella about Bronco (Sam Rockwell) based on his father. He's befriended by Tabatha Jenkins (Halley Feiffer) and Lonnie Donaho (Héctor Jiménez). Tabatha is the first person to read his book and she loves it. He goes to writing camp Cletus Fair where he meets his idol Ronald Chevalier (Jemaine Clement). Ronald is rather pompous and needs a new book before his publisher drops him. Ronald steals Benjamin's book. Unbeknownst to Ronald, Lonnie buys the rights to Benjamin's book and makes an indie. Ronald claims that Benjamin is the thief.I like these characters to a certain extent. Weird characters have become a trademark of the Hesses but I always struggle to actually laugh in their movies. This one comes close. I like Angarano who gets better along the way. Tabatha's first scene isn't good because she's kind of callous and oblivious to Benjamin's feelings. Also the Bronco scenes could have tied in with Benjamin and his struggles more. It's a missed opportunity. If Sam Rockwell is suppose to be his father, there is no reason why Jennifer Coolidge could not be the heroine in those scenes. Jemaine Clement could play a villain of the book. The whole book could be a parallel world. I still like Benjamin but almost none of it made me laugh. Tabatha aggressively kissing him after he throws up is a fun scene. That comes closest to being funny.

This is an alt very indie feel movie, with extreme silliness as it's major plot line.The movie pokes gentle fun at pulp sci fi authors and books, with lots of hilarious scenes having the actors depict characters in the main sci fi stories.The Space Harpie Vixen Women, with laser-shooting tits, are probably the best, and a close second would be the jet powered stuffed deer stag mounts.I say those things so you have an idea where this movie is going.If you read the above and said, "Oh well, Space Harpie Vixens with laser titties, well that's just SILLY! HARRUMMMPHHH!!!!" then this is not the movie for you.If, however, you find yourself wondering,"Space Vixen Harpie Women with laser breasts.... hmmmmm, intriguing, one wonders, how do these Space-Going Amazons possibly breast feed their gentle young?" Then THIS is the movie for you, for THEY ANSWER THAT in the movie.This is NOT a movie like Battlefield Earth. That movie was a total flying cowpie disaster engineered by a nutball LRon Hubbard. This movie is poking fun at itself, it does NOT take itself seriously, as B.E. did, being the holy secret of the Scientology religion and all I guess it had to... no this movie is poking fun of horrendously bad sci fi authors LIKE LRon Hubbard. The acting is so incredibly bad it is BRILLIANT and Oscar WORTHY. The sets are so impossibly poorly made THEY ARE INCREDULOUS. The special effects are so ineptly cringe-worthy THEY ARE STUPENDOUS.YOU MUST SEE THIS MOVIE. The fate of the Yeast Slaves Depends on it!

This film is a crime. And EVERY SINGLE ONE of those involved in the production should be arrested as accessories for not even attempting to halt production from day one.This absolute train wreck, this abomination, will make you question that other list of movies you've seen and said "That was the worst movie I've ever seen!" You ain't seen nothing until you've seen Gentlemen Broncos.The movie is painful, sad and disgusting – and I'm not even referring to the obvious efforts to gross us out, like kissing and swallowing someone else's puke. What makes this movie stand out from other disasters, like The Room, was the fact it was, unbelievably, competently shot. These buffoons should've known better.And ironically, the dreadful movie/book/fantasies within this movie, which keep getting praised by the characters are not as bad as the actual movie as a whole. Oh, sure, the "Yeast Infection" book the film revolves around and its (100-feet below any of the MST3k short's standards) fantasy shots are obviously inept and enormously miss the comedic mark, and still…they're a welcome distraction for the terrifying sight of the rest of the film.From the appalling dialogue to the endless misfires they want you to believe is comedy to the absolutely repulsive secondary characters – what was with Large-Mouthed Lonnie? I'd rather stare at feces longer – this movie had utterly nothing going for it. The slight and only bright spot was actor Michael Angarano. He screamed BETTER than this, but sadly, he couldn't elevate one speck of this catastrophe.The plot's all over the place, but suffice to say: Teenager writes a horrendous and yet "highly praised" story that appeared to be written by someone 10-15 years younger, and one failing famous writer steals it, while Large-Mouth butchers it for a cheap production. The poster's tagline is "From the director of…Napoleon Dynamite" and from the looks of it, this story could have, in fact, come from the mind of that Napoleon character, albeit on his worst day of creativity.Oh, there's a more… sadly a lot more going on including 1/100th the production value of the worst of the Star Trek episodes from the 1960s, but nothing that equates a SEE IT because of that character or that scene. Even the great music was out of place – and Cher, you should be ashamed of yourself!On a side note, karma really sucks. I must really have p*ssed off my friend – you know who you are! – who "recommended" this to me. I'm inches from purchasing a plane ticket for two states over, taking a taxi to his residence and upon him answering the door – he'll get a slap across the face. That's it. No words. Following the deserved attack, I'll just turn around and head back to the airport.

Home schooled would-be fantasy writer Benjamin (Michael Angarano) goes to a writer's convention where he meets his hero, Chevalier (Jermaine Clement). After entering Chevalier's writing contest, Benjamin is stunned to discover that Chevalier has stolen his ideas and published a new book without crediting the young writer. Meanwhile, Benjamin has already sold the rights to his book to a local filmmaker who butchers his work, leaving him a bit frustrated and volatile.A few years ago, director Jared Hess caught lightning in a bottle with the cost-nothing-to-make blockbuster "Napoleon Dynamite." "Napoleon" was a weird piece of ridiculousness that you either loved or hated and I happened to love. To this day if I'm flipping channels and come across the "Canned Heat" dance scene, I stop down to watch it no matter what. Since then, however, Hess has been chasing that success like an Indian casino poker player dumping his paycheck into the flop (not the best analogy I've ever put together, I admit). "Nacho Libre" drew in a big name (Jack Black) and made a little money but flopped critically. "Broncos" takes flopping to a whole new level. With a production budget of around $10 million, this stinker has brought in approximately $200,000 total. It's really hard these days for a movie to not at least break even when it's all said and done, but "Broncos" has made that feat look easy.This movie has absolutely no flow and very, very few laughs. The script is thin and the story just not worth telling, at least the way it's told here. The whole thing is just uninspired and that immature quirkiness that made "Napoleon" work so well is completely absent here, replaced only with cringe-inducing moments of utter stupidity. In all seriousness, the epic failure of "Broncos" may very well make it the last mainstream movie Hess ever directs, which is sad considering where he started.Check out my site: www.thesoapboxoffice.blogspot.com/