Play Lotto.
…and end up even poorer!
Y’all are making the Baby Jesus not just cry, but he’s sobbing!!!
I hope you’re happy.
Oh, yes. Avoidance of this kind of bullshit is JUST THAT EASY.
Do you know where I first learned that someone was actually promoting this movie? I saw an ad while reading The Fucking Onion. I avoid TV channels I don’t like, I read my news on the web, I listen to NPR, and I still see ads for this shitstain of a movie. Yes, just don’t go see the movie and all will be fine. I wish I could live in your insular little world.
No, you could win!
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The big deal is that the movie is actually being marketed in this way.
I hate to break into cliches, but this kind of cinematic crap makes me weep for the future of Western Civilization.
MTV, like it or not, knows what they are doing.
The only people who are going to see this movie are horny teenagers who want to see boobs.
In which case the advertisments are appealing directly to their target audience.
The point of “the real cancun” is not to show what cancun is really like, but rather a chance for MTV to cash in on the certain mindframe that they have forged into the minds of many teenagers.
Quite frankly, I couldn’t care less.
Ouch! Were they hurt? Killed?
Your virginial little eyes are going to be exposed to all shorts of things you don’t find appealing in this cruel, cold world. If you get all worked up over everything you think is lame (especially in this day and age) you’re going to work yourself up into a heart attack within months. Chill out. 
Y’know, I’ll admit to being a tad bit jealous of people who got to go to Cancun for spring break. But on the other hand, I’ve made it the whole way through college without my drunken self ever having been photographed or videotaped for mass distribution, which is apparently an achievement. Go me.
I’m not going to see The Real Cancun. I’ve stopped watching The Real World because I got sick of the airtime devoted to their whining. Besides, I’d rather see The Matrix Reloaded. 
Actually, I’m not the least bit jealous of anyone who goes to Cancun. Cancun is, IMO, the most artifical, expensive, and boring place I have ever been. Mind you, I went as an adult, not a college kid, but still. It’s wall-to-wall Americans and Western Europeans all consorting with each other in a sterile, enclosed environment. What’s really sad is that these foreigners are vacationing in an amazingly beautiful country with great food, ancient cultures, and warm, friendly people, and they never see any of it because they refuse to leave their cocoon of comfort.
And yueah, I have to agree that the people bitching in this thread are just envious that others had experiences they missed out on.
Actually, Cancun is not that expensive when compared to a trip to London or New York, but compared to prices for food and hotels in the rest of Mexico, the costs are ridiculously high.
gobear, I’m not in the least bit jealous. I, but by the grace of God, had the financial resources to go to Europe for Spring Break.
Well, this one isn’t the fault of AOL Time Warner and their Ad Brigade™, but Jack Valenti and his MPAA-Loompas™. The CARA of the MPAA* has been rating movies for over a quarter of a century, and has recently added reasons for why the movies are rated why they are. If you visit cara.org or filmratings.org, type in the name of a film, you’ll see the rating of the film and, if it was made after 1990 (I think), why. For The Real Cancun, we get:
I don’t understand it either. But I’m sure there are some other strange ones out there. Ooh, that’s a good one: Shark Zone: rated R for shark attacks, language, and brief nudity! Let’s see, “violence including a rape,” “a conversation about drugs,” “mature thematic elements regarding teen sexual issues,” “some bullying,” “language, sexual content, drug use/drinking, all involving teens,” “thematic material involving alcoholism and domestic abuse,” “some creature violence,” “thematic material involving some violent action and a childbirth scene…” the list goes on and on.
mobo85, thanks for that insight. I stand corrected on my third gripe.
Be at ease, Rilch, I would’ve never used a fatality to illustrate a thread like this. Bad sunburn, some scrapes, had ta swim back to the mainland and then hike down the shore until meeting a search party, and then do some serious sweating while awaiting the wiring of money from the Parental Units in order to pay for the destroyed property and the fines incurred. And of course since they were breaking the law they voided their insurance so it all was uncompensated. Must have bummed out the scene for them, but any misadventure you can walk home from is not that bad.
And hey, yes, so maybe I was among those acting unfairly snarky to some Spring Breakers. Just that the “pocket protector” comment somehow rubbed me like a “ha, ha, envy me, you losers!”. Anyone can then proceed to snark back and call me on it, it’s a free country, but I will stand on that just as participating in the SB scene should not label anyone as a trust-fund brat, neither should taking a dim view of it label anyone as a whiny nerd or professional-victim class-warrior. In any case, to vent it rather than stew in it, lezlers, also helps to let it go – if you are endowed with the ability to just have it slide off your skin to begin with, More Power To You
I suppose the real target for my annoyance is the scene that MTV and GGW do highlight. My friends who DID do SB mainly on a saving-their-pennies basis tended to report just plain ol’ partying and hooking up w/o such over-the-top excesses. I can’t help but shake my head – not so much in censure, though, as they don’t know any better – at those caught up specifically in that part of the SB scene that in recent years has become “marketed” as the time to push the edge of public lewdness and alcohol poisoning.
[Homer Simpson]Stupid poetic justice![/HS]
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Yes, that’s what aggravates me too. At my second college, I saw a lot of that while school was in, let alone during spring break: people bragging about how much they’d thrown up or how abruptly they’d passed out. As if being unable to hold your liquor is a source of pride. And I swear there were girls who would drink themselves into a stupor for the purpose of getting a guy to walk them home and subsequently ravish them. Big conquest for the guy; so incredibly romantic for the girl.
Huh, see, I loved Cancun. Of course, we only ate breakfast and dinner, and slept there. Mostly we used it as the starting point to do everything else. From horseback ridding on the beach, snorkling, mini-personal sub scooter thingy, day trip to Chichen Itza, renting a jeep to drive to Coba, and swimming with the dolphins. We had a great time. We caught the tail end of spring break, and yeah, it was tempting to go out to some of the bars or clubs at night, just to see the partying, to be honest, we were having so much fun during the day, that we were too exhausted to stay out late. Of course, we also got to see the sunrise every day over the ocean outside of our bedroom, so it was worth it.
And the movie is probably one of the stupidist thing’s I’ve ever seen, however I’m fairly sure that it’s aimed at teen boys that want to see boobs…and that’s about it. I personally hope it bombs, just so there won’t be a slew of them in the future.
You can do better then that.
I’ve said that about a million things, and I can’t recall it happening.
Look at Jackass the movie.