2007’s Superbad is possibly the funniest American teen comedy I’ve ever seen. The ridiculously crude sexual references and cringe-worthy attempts at impressing girls reminds me of my time at school.
Writer’s Seth Rogan and Evan Goldberg have nailed the taunts and behaviours of school rejects (like me) to the point where you can remember having the same discussion with your friends and often using the supposedly witty comeback of “…at least you got to suck on your dad’s dick.”
The movie follows near graduates, Seth (Jonah Hill) and Evan (Michael Cera) who are the stereotypical high school social outcasts. Their chances of getting with a girl are very slim considering that Seth is some sort of dick-crazed maniac who draws rather artistic pictures of cocks and that Evan is Seth’s “faggot friend” who pursues Becca (Martha MacIsaac).
The boys think their luck has changed when they are invited to Jules’ (Emma Stone) graduation party and that their quite frankly disturbing friend, Fogell (Christopher Mintz-Plasse), has got his hands on an unconvincing and hysterical, Hawaiian driving licence under the alias “McLovin”, no second name.
On their quest to obtain alcohol and get to the party Fogell finds himself in the midst of a store robbery and ends up basically being abducted by Police officers Slater (Bill Hader) and Michaels (Seth Rogan) who, still living in their adolescent past, want to show him that the can still party with the best of them by drink driving, shooting cars and setting things on fire.
Hill’s performance as Seth is so accurate of the sex-obsessed reject that he will have you in stitches from the very start of the movie. His on-screen chemistry with Cera precisely imitates the ‘losers’ we all know that will do literally anything for sex.
That’s not to say that Rogan and Hader’s performance is worth any less merit. The immature and possibly alcoholic police officers are very convincing as adults who refuse to let their partying past die. Hader’s remarkable impression of Yoda in the movie also earns him extra praise.
By far the funniest character in the film is Mintz-Plasse’s Fogell, who’s exceedingly paedophilic dress sense and feeble physique mimics that weedy friend we all have who thinks they’re much better with women than they really are.
But kids, if you ever want to learn anything from this movie, don’t get a Hawaiian driving licence with a name like an Irish R’n’b singer and with a picture looking like a future paedophile. The likelihood is that you won’t get served.