Following a day in the life of two girl-obsessed High School dorks, Superbad delivers the laughs from the time you pop it in the DVD player. It’s on my list of movies to purchase, if that means anything to you. It should totally mean something to you, btw.

If you haven’t heard of it – which is entirely possible as it seemed to fly under the radar this summer – then I should warn you that there’s a bit of potty humor in it. Oh hell who am I kidding, it’s based entirely on potty humor, OK? But it works. This is High School, and if you went to that institution any time in the last 30 years, you’ll probably get a kick out of this movie because that’s exactly what High School is: Potty Humor.

I liked that the comedy was largely understated, in that they didn’t have stupid gags and then have to point out the punch-line to you with a horn so you’d know when to laugh. It’s not a Wayans comedy is what I’m saying, I guess, it’s genuinely funny in a smooth, seamless sort of way.

Hopefully you aren’t dick-shy, though. Or Va-jay-jay shy, either. If by chance you’re not sure what va-jay-jay may be though, perhaps this isn’t the movie for you…

So, if you went to HS in the last 30 years and know a va-jay-jay? A-. If you didn’t either go in the last 30 years, or you did but you are clueless on the va-jay-jay? D+.



Other titles considered
I was also thinking of leading with “Superbad: More fun than a barrel of monkeys with their pants down.” But then I realized that just doesn’t work, because monkeys don’t wear pants. And besides they throw their own shi!t, so it’s not like you can really verbally add anything more extreme to a monkey anyhow.

Also considered “Superbad: an autobiography,” sort of implying that they stole some pages from my manuscript. BUT, if you know This Guy, then you may have heard that in fact it sort of is an autobiography, as he and his friend wrote the story about how their High School life went down for the most part (or if you’re into potty humor, how it didn’t ‘go down,’ if you get my drift hint hint wink wink). Which sort of kills the funny of the review title.



Typed under the cover of darkness
With very little sleep, either. Monday started my work on “Open ‘til Midnight” scheduling. Which puts me out of the building at about 12:30am if everything goes right.

Everything did not go right. My dumb ass somehow came up $15 dollars short at the end of the night. I’m new. I like my job. I like my new town. I want to keep both. This is scary. It’s also not the first time. What the frig.

So I panic a little bit, and end up having to stay until closer to 1am, trying to find this damn $15. Now couple that with the fact that as I rolled my way home after eventually finding said $15, I discovered that I had a set of keys on my person that were not supposed to be on my person any longer. Makes for a mighty few sleep hours, because they'll need them things bright & early at 6:30am...

So now it’s about 6am and I’m getting ready to go back. On my day off. To drop of a set of keys and fill out some paperwork I forgot to sign off as well. This. Is. Magical.

Where’d I find the $15? Well I found $20 and lost $5. Huh? There was a $20 bundled with some $5 bills, the difference of which is $15. I may need caffeine pills that late at night.

Peace.

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