If anyone out there reading this knows anything about me they are probably about to receive a rather large (and possibly very rude) surprise. I actually liked this movie. Silly. Ridiculous. Childish. Low-brow. Pedestrian to the nth frat boy power, but there it is. I liked this film. I admit it dammit. I liked it. Okay, we may not be talking Wellesian proportions, for it is a shallow enjoyment indeed, but Hot Rod, the latest SNL alumni Frat Pack wannabe pratfall comedy-cum-daredevil wannabe story (this time starring feature debuter Andy "Dick in a Box" Samberg in the part originally written for former graduate Will Farrell), even with a less-than-full plate of gags, is downright funny. Especially an inexplicably hilarious dead-on Footloose homage about midway through. Sorry, but it is funny. Well at least it plays at being funny, which is quite an accomplishment indeed considering its pedigree.
It surely will appeal to all those out there who find Jackass-esque stupidity da bomb, and the film is sort of a blend of what was so annoyingly coy about Napoleon Dynamite and Talledega Nights, but somehow it manages to creep out of the muck of post-SNL miscalculation (although technically Samberg has not yet left the show) and become something more than its meagerly written parts. I must again admit to letting my inner fratboy sneak out of his deep dark hiding place and take over my usually critical (read: pretentious and/or snobbish) mind, albeit for only about 98 minutes or so, but perhaps it is the somewhat redeeming factor of Andy Samberg's sweet unobtrusiveness (his digital shorts, made along with Hot Rod director Schaffer, are consistently hilarious) that goes a long way in making this otherwise typically plebian comedy du jour seem to be more than what immediately meets the eye. Cool beans? [08/02/07]