I heartily endorse the original Hangover. Now we've got Part III. And yes, I recognize that the Roman numeral is meant as a joke -- but I have to point out that it's about as funny as many of the gags in this uneven and busy film.
Look up any review of Brown's fiction, scan it for descriptions of his prose, and you'll likely find the adjectives "clunky" and "repetitive" playing central roles. What redeems Brown's novels -- or, at least, compels readers to buy and read them?