Review - Role Models

by Mr. Blunderson
-possible spoilers-

It was a Thanksgiving miracle. A miracle because the other occasions the entire staff of Cirque du Jerks ventured out to the theater together we saw awful, awful movies.

Role Models would be the polar opposite.

I know Hero Stew hasn't written a review of this one because this movie had him at the first KISS reference. To be honest, I am certainly not less biased although that has more to do with a severe man crush on Paul Rudd than it does with one of the most awesome rock bands to ever walk the face of the earth, but who really needs to know all that?

Role Models is the brash, crude, and unapologetic tale of a couple of guys (played by Paul Rudd and Seann William Scott) who end up doing community service to avoid jail time. The two (who incidentally should not be allowed near anyone's children) end up paired up with two kids with problems of their own... but you know what? None of that really matters.

What does matter is that this movie features Paul Rudd and Seann William Scott being hysterical, a little kid who drops the f-bomb more than I do, Mclovin nerding it UP a notch, the innate dangers of energy drinks, dorks with swords, Dr. Ken, Joe Lo Truglio, and one of the funniest nutshots I've ever seen.

Do I even have to tell you that Role Models gets an Oh Hells Yes on the Mr. Blunderson scale? Well it does. Boy howdy, does it ever.