Superbad is one of those rare movies that manages to be dirty, immature, derivative, silly, and at the same time completely and absolutely wonderful. Sure, it’s a formulaic teen sex comedy: The teens in question are a trio of dorky high school seniors, and the sex in question will be available to them (theoretically) if they manage to get their hands on some booze in time for a big party being thrown by one of the cutest girls in school. The formulaicness in question is self-evident. The comedy is even more so. The movie is, to put it lightly, f***in’ hilarious.
The simplistic plot is a blessing, because it allows for a seemingly endless variety of wonderfully awkward (and charmingly filthy) situations. It’s a movie full of iconic moments and riotous one-liners. The characters are just plain smashing: They’re always awkward and occasionally obnoxious, but they’re nonetheless terminally likable. Seth (portrayed with brilliant, gut-busting idiocy by Jonah Hill) is the film’s loudmouthed, pudgy extrovert, full of hilarious sexual ambitions and creative obscenities. His best buddy, Evan (the hopelessly endearing Michael Cera) is his sweet, shy (but not an ounce less funny) foil. Fogell (introducing the AWESOME Mr. Christopher Mintz-Plasse) simply must be seen to be believed.
Other great characters include our heroes’ love interests, a few wonderfully moronic fellow partygoers, and a pair of heroically incompetent cops. And the ending is totally sweet.
Superbad (Unrated Widescreen Edition)