I saw Superbad on Sunday, and have since been wholly unable to review it. A combination of too many thoughts swirling through my head and entirely too much work going on at work and errands-slash-tasks going on at home. Also, I’ve been tired, I guess? I could fall asleep in 120 seconds right now, at least. Be that as it may, there was the movie, right? Sure, it’s a little bit gross-out, and sure, it’s a lot high school coming-of-age thing, and sure, like pretty much all of those since the 80s ended, it’s the social misfits who are the stars of the show. In no generality should you assume this is something you haven’t seen before, because I promise, you have.

That’s okay, though. I mean, it’s still funny at levels appreciable by both the lowest common denominator and the high ones. Sure, probably not at the same time, but by turns isn’t nothing. And if the plot is far too simple to even bother describing, the characters are nearly all extremely likable; you’ll want to see them succeed at their everyman tasks. At heart, it’s a sweet teen comedy disguised as an over-graphic disgustorama. Or possibly vice versa, I’m not sure. But it’s definitely both, and it definitely worked.