Conclusion: Despite its cast's fine pedigree, Last Vegas is a corny and uninspired series of old men jokes that fails to entertain with any regularity. Its moderate box office success seems more attributable to star power and the target demographic's taste for PG-13 comedy than the film's value.
Excerpt: Four old, old friends try to avoid going 'gently into that good night' (or at least not doing so alone) by hieing off to the city of a billion light bulbs—Las Vegas—and all the diversions it can muster, which amount to little more than hackneyed bits from a dozen other comedies about Las Vegas and old people.
Excerpt: In "Last Vegas" all the characters are winners. The illustrious cast is a sight to behold, it's just such a shame how their collaboration is played out in this tame effort. Sexagenarian jokes about prostates and bad hips come with the territory, and although some are mildly /amusing, the film never strays far from its predictable and happy ending. As fun as a debaucherous weekend can be in the city of lights, this outing is careful not to offend. A disappointing reunion.
Summary: I like to compare The Hangover to a drunken guy who did one amazing back flip, only to fumble the second attempt and violently vomit on himself during the third. Last Vegas is more akin to a likeable intoxicated relative at Christmas: he speaks with a messy slur and his jokes border on the obnoxious, but when Uncle Morgan starts hot-stepping to Earth, Wind and Fire, the rest of his charming character becomes more apparent.
Excerpt: *Zucht* Kan iemand Robert De Niro met pensioen sturen? Deze oude baas is in rap tempo over zijn reputatie als briljant acteur aan het heen pissen. In het verleden stond zijn naam garant voor kwaliteitsproducties, omdat hij selectief was in zijn filmrollen. Helaas is die tijd allang voorbij. Door in inspiratieloze meuk op te draven besmeurt hij zijn carrière.