I can just see the hundreds of "McLovin" posters all over frat dorm walls

Look, I have no doubt SUPERBAD is probably a damn funny movie. And yes, as it's a Judd Apatow film, I feel obligated to support it, since his films are--for one reason or another--inexorably tied to geek culture and cinema. So I gotta show my respect to that. Even if I did kinda hate THE 40-YEAR-OLD VIRGIN.

But holy crap, am I sick of hearing about SUPERBAD.

The usual movie sites I got to have been clogged with nothing but SUPERBAD set visits, pop-up talking ads, and rave reviews, calling this the funniest movie of summer, the next DAZED AND CONFUSED or FAST TIMES AT RIDGEMONT HIGH (both of which I also hated), or BETTER OFF DEAD (which I still need to see).

To make matters worse, the oversaturating TV ads for SUPERBAD have gone from "wacky dirty teenage comedy" to "generational landmark film that will be treasured for years to come." The nut-shot humor has been replaced by scenes edited to make the film look like frickin' STAND BY ME or something. I mean, fucking seriously, last night a commercial announced, in a tone that sounded like the sort of thing Trey Parker and Matt Stone would parody: "Every once in a while, a film comes along that defines a generation... SUPERBAD is that film."

At this point, this film had better be funnier than PLANET TERROR and HOT FUZZ combined. This should make KISS KISS BANG BANG look like fucking NORBIT. This had better be so goddamn funny, no amount of this kind of rabid marketing overhype should be able to contain the pure white light of cinematic hilarity, and I will come out of the theatre a giggling, sore-from-laughter convert.

There's only one word to describe this, but I'm avoiding using it, because I know it offends some. And as a fan myself, I don't like it when my fandom is turned into a negative buzzword. It's hurtful, I honestly do understand. Still, that word is the only possible one to describe that's going on with SUPERBAD.

Hint: it rhymes with "Frowncoated."

Hell with this. Unless I can go with fishymcb and marred82, I think I'd rather just see KING OF KONG: A FISTFUL OF QUARTERS instead. It's gonna need my money more than SUPERBAD will at this point.

you put de lime in de... um... mint... and den you... get slutty prada girls drunk?

It wasn't easy, mind you. My first couple attempts were lackluster, to be sure. The key, of course, was to crush the mint leaves with a mortar and pestle in a bit of club soda, the lime juice, and--instead of just sugar--a simple syrup made from sugar and herbal mint tea. Throw in a couple drops of bitters in the end, and I--my friends--have just succeeded in making a pretty damn good home made mojito.

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Why do I feel less like a man for admitting that?

I guess I shouldn't mention how I was similarly victorious is using malibu and coconut milk to make a Coco Mojito, should I?



EDIT: Bonus DVD Alternate Version of this post:

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*in Worf voice* There is no honor in this beverage.