Probably the most consistently funny movie of the year (although Tropic Thunder had more Oh-My-God-I-Can’t-Breathe! moments)
It’s great to see Paul Rudd, who is always hilarious as a second string player in all of Judd Apatow’s hits, finally get to be a the lead (he co-wrote the movie with ex-State members Ken Marino and David Wain, who directed)
I’m glad Seann William Scott finally went back to playing another variety of Stifler. It’s okay, buddy. I know you want to be more than the asshole from the American Pie series. But that’s who you are. Embrace it. You too, McLovin’!
Usually what happens in a movie like this is it’s starts out really funny, then falls apart in the end with the sappy and/or lessons learned scenes. It did that a little but not so much as with Knocked Up and Forgetting Sarah Marshall.
Now when is Jane Lynch going to star in her own movie?