((Version en español aqui))There are many movies in the theater that claim to be comedies, but in reality they are empty shells that try to keep you laughing with unwitty or silly jokes... for example: a character falling down a slope for an entire minute or two (that's from the movie Hot Rod) (not to mention that sometimes it is hard for foreigners (ergo: me) to understand these (silly) type of American comedies). A good comedy makes you laugh because the situations are so imcomprehensibly impossible that the characters have to do even more incredible things to get out of. Superbad is one of those movies, lets say: silly, or teen movies... it is one of those silly teen movies that achieves, not only in making us laugh, but also in seeing the heart of the story and the growth of the characters into real human beings.
Superbad is about two ultra-horny geeky friends who want to have sex (obviously) before graduating high school. So, as Paulo Coehlo would say: the world conspired in their favor when they get invited, by two girls, to a party to which they have to bring the alcohol for they have, supposedly, just gotten fake ID's (they're under 21). It happens that a third friend really just a fake ID, but he is even nerder than the other two and the name on his ID only says McLovin, without a last name, and well, it is pretty much impossible that will get the liquor.
The thing is that everything goes to hell with all the good sense of the expression.
And, by the way, McLovin steals the movie.
Superbad is offensive from the moment it begins. Vulgar language is present from the moment the characters first appear. But the acting is so convincing that you can find the charm in it (the foul dialog). Besides, said language is a part of the characters and part of their characterization as young guys without inhibitions whose hormones are raging out of control. But that's not all, it happens that the language brings undertones and subtext, for example: in one scene, the two friends insult each other in a rather foul manner, they try to hurt each other with unsaid truths, but the subtext of it is that the one friend resents the other because he is going to a better school and they are not going to hang out together anymore. Among other offensive moments, there is a flashback scene in which on character has an obsession for drawing erect penises, and yes, you'll see the drawings, they reminded me of the drawings on the walls of the bathrooms in elementary and high school.
One thing I found out of place was the characters of the cops. I found other reviews which pointed out that they were too over the top or cartoonish for this movie. But, really, I didn't mind them, because they were the "silly" part of the movie, and they made it run from point B to C.
Another thing that could be said comes in detriment of the movie is that it is a little too long than it should. I felt those extra minutes at mid movie, because the guys are deterred from getting to the party too many times and they reach the "emptyness" level I mentioned at the begining, especially because of the cops; but the rest of the movie is worth staying.
I cannot say much about the camera shots or the editing for two reasons: 1. because I wasn't paying attention to them shots... and 2. because, maybe, it was so well shot and edited that I didn't notice any mistake nor cinematic wonder. Although the movie does have the token slow-motion shot: when a bottle of liquor falls to the ground. Superbad is a movie taken by the hand by a nice script, by words and situations, instead of by image. And ME saying that a movie is good because of its anti-image qualities (and anti-image is not the right word, but it works for this parragraph) is a great feat to accomplish. It is like watching a great sitcom (That's 70's Show, anybody?). And it doesn't matter that the movie plants some details and then forgets about them, because they are not important, they are only used to move the story; to illustrate: the bottle that breaks, in the beginning it has much to do with what happens in the movie, but it is then forgotten.
The only moment that I noticed the use of "image" to bring a messege, was at the end of the movie, when the camera pans down on an escalator, in the most heartfelt scenes of the whole movie.
Talking about heart: even though the sex and booze prowls the whoooole movie, it does accomplish to keep our interest and to make us identify with the characters; and not only that, it also moved me: because the movie is about the hardships of the rites of passage, of leaving childhood behind, of maturing and growing up. And one of those hardships is to figure and find the love that surrounds us, or that love that was never expressed.
You have to see Superbad. I gets an A, for being funny at every other 30 seconds, for being vulgar and offensive at every other 20, and for not staying in the emptiness of comic, sexual and hormonal gratification, but for transcending the boundaries of laughter for the sake of sole laughs, and for showing a little of humanity at the precise moment: at the end, leaving us (me) with good humors.
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