**1/2 – Being comfortable with one’s own dorkiness can be an admirable trait. Being so comfortable with it that you then become a cocky loudmouthed douchebag makes it considerably less admirable. That’s my problem with this Seth Rogen guy. He seems like he is the kind of guy that if you were friends with him he would always monopolize the conversation with that deep, booming voice of his and never let you get a word in edgewise, while simultaneously being so in love with his own hilarity that he laughs inappropriately at all his own jokes. I also get the feeling that he has made some sort of pact with Hollywood big wigs that he must have a superhot girlfriend in all the movies that he is in so that it will make it seem to real life superhot women that they should be his girlfriend as well. It’s that kind of insidious ulterior motive that most bothers me. Anyway, this move stars Seth Rogen, and seeing as I am not much of a fan of his, that obviously detracts from my enjoyment of the film. This is pretty much a modern-day stoner film a la Cheech & Chong with a couple of guys toking the ganja throughout a bizarre, lame fight-filled adventure. It has some funny parts, but this sort of thing isn’t really my cup of tea.
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