Bad Bunny will perform at the Alamodome in San Antonio on September 7.
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Puerto Rican rapping sensation Bad Bunny’s first stadium tour, Bad Bunny: World’s Hottest Tour, will come to the Alamodome in San Antonio on September 7.
According to a release, the United States portion of the tour will visit 15 cities, starting with Orlando, Florida, on August 5. In addition to his stop in San Antonio, Bad Bunny will make Texas stops at Minute Maid Park in Houston on September 1 and AT&T Stadium in Arlington on September 9.
He will be joined by Grammy-nominated DJ and record producer Alesso at all three Texas dates.
This will be Bad Bunny’s second stop in Dallas-Fort Worth in 2022, as he’s also scheduled to play at American Airlines Center on February 18 and 19 as part of his El Último Tour Del Mundo 2022. That indoor arena tour will also be in Houston on February 16 and 17, but won’t make a stop in Alamo City.
Proclaimed the most listened-to artist in the world for a second consecutive year by Spotify, Bad Bunny has had quite the rise since his debut album in 2018. Each of his four albums has finished higher on the Billboard 200 charts than the last, culminating with the No. 1 El Último Tour del Mundo in 2020.
Since his debut, he has been in demand by a variety of high-profile artists, collaborating with people like Cardi B, Drake, Jennifer Lopez, J Balvin, and Dua Lipa.
Of all the formulaic movie genres, Christmas/holiday movies are among the most predictable. No matter what the problem is that arises between family members, friends, or potential romantic partners, the stories in holiday movies are designed to give viewers a feel-good ending even if the majority of the movie makes you feel pretty bad.
That’s certainly the case in Oh. What. Fun., in which Michelle Pfeiffer plays Claire, an underappreciated mom living in Houston with her inattentive husband, Nick (Denis Leary). As the film begins, her three children are arriving back home for Christmas: The high-strung Channing (Felicity Jones) is married to the milquetoast Doug (Jason Schwartzman); the aloof Taylor (Chloë Grace Moretz) brings home yet another new girlfriend; and the perpetual child Sammy (Dominic Sessa) has just broken up with his girlfriend.
Each of the family members seems to be oblivious to everything Claire does for them, especially when it comes to what she really wants: For them to nominate her to win a trip to see a talk show in L.A. hosted by Zazzy Tims (Eva Longoria). When she accidentally gets left behind on a planned outing to see a show, Claire reaches her breaking point and — in a kind of Home Alone in reverse — she decides to drive across the country to get to the show herself.
Written and directed by Michael Showalter (The Idea of You), and co-written by Chandler Baker (who wrote the short story on which the film is based), the movie never establishes any kind of enjoyable rhythm. Each of the characters, including competitive neighbor Jeanne (Joan Chen), is assigned a character trait that becomes their entire personality, with none of them allowed to evolve into something deeper.
The filmmakers lean hard into the idea that Claire is a person who always puts her family first and receives very little in return, but the evidence presented in the story is sketchy at best. Every situation shown in the film is so superficial that tension barely exists, and the (over)reactions by Claire give her family members few opportunities to make up for their failings.
The most interesting part of the movie comes when Claire actually makes it to the Zazzy Sims show. Even though what happens there is just as unbelievable as anything else presented in the story, Showalter and Baker concoct a scene that allows Claire and others to fully express the central theme of the film, and for a few minutes the movie actually lives up to its title.
Pfeiffer, given her first leading role since 2020’s French Exit, is a somewhat manic presence, and her thick Texas accent and unnecessary voiceover don’t do her any favors. It seems weird to have such a strong supporting cast with almost nothing of substance to do, but almost all of them are wasted, including Danielle Brooks in a blink-and-you'll-miss-it cameo. The lone exception is Longoria, who is a blast in the few scenes she gets.
Oh. What. Fun. is far from the first movie to try and fail at becoming a new holiday classic, but the pedigree of Showalter and the cast make this dismal viewing experience extra disappointing. Ironically, overworked and underappreciated moms deserve a much better story than the one this movie delivers.
