There is not much to say about the horribly unfunny mish-mash of parody jokes that make up Meet The Spartans, except that if this is what my fellow average moviegoers consider fine comedic entertainment, then we are all doomed. There is no hope left for humanity and we should all give up now, flailing in our own muck and mire of stupidity and crassness.
It is a painful, horrible waste of time that is evoked by the first fifteen seconds of the movie (a new record), in which a baby Shrek projectile vomits green goo all over a Spartan. There is no better way to sum up the movie than to say, “It’s like that, y’all”.
(Shortest review ever? Maybe, but there’s not much more to say about it.)