Shoot! I didn’t even know they were going to Bali in November. Gads, do they never stop vacationing? This is so tacky it’s truly embarrassing.
Barry and Moochelle have been there before, most famously in an unsuccessful attempt to summon Barry's literary muse in order to finish Dreams From My Father in fulfillment of his contract with Simon and Schuster. It's believed that, eventually, Moochelle gave up on her husband and dumped his notes and drafts on the kitchen table of Billy Ayers, a guy in the neighborhood who happened to be a Natural Born writer (and traitor).
By the time he gets to Bali, he may as well stay and ask Indonesia for political asylum.
will it be as funny as Crosby and Hope’s Road To Bali(1952)