the happytime murders are new , they are obviously muppets and denizens of “ sesame street , ” one in which an octopus milks a cow to orgasmic effect and rescue me , elmo !
” let ’s address the stuffed elephant in the room : this scathing review is n’t a case of a critic not having the bawdy sense of humor gene required to appreciate crass humor , ok ?
the happytime murders is a filthy comedy set in the seedy underbelly of los angeles where puppets and humans coexist .
the son of muppets creator jim henson has delivered a cliché - ridden , laughless bore that wastes lead actress melissa mccarthy ’s prodigious comic talents and beats well - trod territory with a mallet .
 
as stale as a neglected saltine , the flick is another police - noir parody with “ these are n’t the muppets , ” director brian henson might remind us , but his smile and wink would hint at what he really thinks .
that ’s what you ’ll shout if you ’re trapped in a movie theater playing “ the happytime murders , ” the wretched puppets - behaving - badly comedy directed by brian henson .
careful to avoid copyright issues ( and to avoid giving kids nightmares ) , henson does n’t give us a faux kermit or miss piggy .
close director brian henson explains how melissa mccarthy 's sugar - snorting scene in " the happytime murders " was done .