21 and Over | Movie review
A raunchfest from the Hangover team doesn't go down easy.
In the directorial debut of Hangover screenwriters Jon Lucas and Scott Moore, a Stanford dullard (Skylar Astin) and his estranged asshole buddy (Miles Teller, doing his best Vince Vaughn) try to get their wasted, newly legal chum (Justin Chon) back to his apartment in time for an early-morning med-school interview. Forget the monumental stupidity of the premise, which hinges on its hapless heroes not remembering the sloshed dude’s address and generally behaving as though they exist outside of the Information Age. (If you needed to get in touch with a friend of a friend, wouldn’t you consider consulting Facebook?) The real problem with 21 and Over is that it swipes most of its material from better movies. Elements from Harold & Kumar, Superbad, Ferris Bueller, Old School and just about every campus yukfest since Animal House have been blended into a flavorless cocktail. It won’t get you buzzed, but you may want to throw up by the end of it.