Nearly everything in Horrible Bosses is playing according to a formula. The band has been assembled in a manner similar to the same old Hangover wolf pack: ladies man, semi-square, and goofy, the bosses are impossible caricatures and archetypes. Many of the jokes stem from expected politically incorrect topics or seem to be cut-ups of other lines from other movies. This may be something of a spoiler alert, but the other problem is that for a premise that feels exclusive to a black comedy...this movie just isn't dark enough. It does a fair amount of squandering, wimping out, and sacrificing to the feel good gods. Mathematically: Horrible Bosses shouldn't work. According to the rules established by my rules for crude comedy, it sort of fails. It should be just another in a long line of forgettable comedies that are only passably funny. Amazingly, the pleasant surprise here is that all the inconsistencies come together to make a much stronger whole. The film may be holding on by wires, but it's never anything short of entertaining. Just as which that aforementioned Cameron Diaz vehicle, it seems there's no one else to thank for this but the cast.