Saw it Friday night. I had to twist Leah’s arm, but only a little — she laughs at The Daily Show just as hard as I do. Anyway, it’s very, very funny. I think it might even be a more consistent laffer than The Wedding Crashers, which I saw a couple weeks ago.

Can you tell I’m making an effort to support my local R-rated comedy?

I miss the days of good old red-blooded fun at the cineplex — Fast Times at Ridgemont High. Porky’s. Meatballs. You know, the classics. Kids these days have stupid shit like The Girl Next Door and Bring It On — the girls are still hot (though none of them will ever come close to Phoebe Cates in Fast Times), but there’s none of the gratuitous nudity and filthy language that made those old movies great. Wedding Crashers and Virgin are two glorious steps in the right direction. I see their healthy box-office receipts and I think there might be hope for this country after all.

Oh yeah, and speaking of funny, Winamp spit out this little gem as I was cleaning the kitchen this morning:

Elton John – Heartache All Over the World

It’s completely unrelated to the rest of this post, but I’d never noticed before how hilarious it is to hear Elton sing “Girls, girls, girls/Have pity on me” and act all desperate for a date with the opposite sex. Was anyone buying that in 1986? I mean, I was, I guess. But I was twelve.

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