I was unusually hyped about this movie. I couldn't tell you why. Maybe it was the glut of big-budget action that preceded it this summer. Maybe it was the hangover from and The Dark Knight and Iron Man. Maybe it was the infective trailer with the M.I.A. song that has been stuck in my head for the last week and a half.
Maybe it was the shot of Seth Rogen belly-whopping off a second-floor balcony onto Gary Cole.
I'm glad it didn't suck. I don't know how I would have reacted--actually I do. Just read my review of Indiana Jones 4. God, I haven't been that disappointed in a highly anticipated movie since Spider-Man 3.
Speaking of Spider-Man 3, the original Spider-Man had that song Hero by Chad Kroeger and Josie Scott that played during the trailer. That was equally infective. I was sort of interested in seeing Spidey on the big screen (liked the idea, didn't think Toby McGuire could pull it off), but when I saw that trailer with the cunning use of a fairly mediocre song (remember this line: "someone tole me love will all save us"... wtf, Chad?), I was hooked, I was there, ready to see Toby and Kirstin Dunst and James Franco.
Speaking of James Franco, he's funnier in this. And Seth Rogen is funny. I laughed. I actually cackled. Out loud. Alone once (it was a Star Wars joke, and clearly no one in the theater thought it was nearly as funny as I did).
Wait, where was I? So this is an action-buddy-stoner-comedy with a 70's vibe and a bitchin' soundtrack. Very dark, very violent, very stupid, and very very funny. And I don't like stoner movies. Seriously, I couldn't finish Harold and Kumar.
Also, for a movie with a nearly-entirely male cast, it was strangely effeminate.