These are trying times. Theater tickets are expensive, Rent is doing…something with the original cast, and off-off Broadway, never much of a happy place to begin with, is now putting on shows that make Les Mis look like Cats. So what are those overly-wealthy, upper-class theatergoers to do? See Will Ferrell confirm all their beliefs about how they got into this mess in the first place, of course. Welcome to: You're Welcome America: A Final Night with George W. Bush.

The reviews were mostly positive if a little yawn-worthy, but one critic that really didn't take kindly to mocking our 43rd president? Elysa Gardner from USA Today.

Other references to race, religion, ethnicity and lifestyle similarly aim to shock and amuse and do neither. There's plenty of gratuitous gross-out humor, including an elaborate description of Barbara Bush physically exerting herself. A random dance sequence features a hot-to-trot Condoleezza Rice, played by the shapely Pia Glenn, slinking and shimmying around her boss's desk.

At one point, Ferrell lets Bush cease his clueless strutting and express a softer side: He requests a moment of silence for the soldiers and civilians lost in Iraq. But even this flash of sobriety feels arbitrary and clumsy.

Lets just say that "arbitrary" and "clumsy" were perhaps not the best word choices when describing a moment of silence for those who died in Iraq.