Your mileage may vary depending on your enthusiasm for his smirking frat-boy comedy.. What's to hate? Let me count the ways. The laziness of the writing. The numbing overreliance on poop and pee jokes. The long, arid stretches between anything resembling a joke.. The one person who gets the balance right, weighing parody and homage, is the composer, Joel McNeely, whose opening theme stirs hopes and memories that the movie cannot match.. Feels more like an extended riff than a fully fleshed-out f...
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