ROLE MODELS

Of the two wide-release, six degrees of the Apatow comedies out right now, this is easily my favorite. It's funnier and the heart part of it tugged more authentically.

The hype machine pumping up Paul Rudd for an Oscar nod is a bit much (really, Christopher Mintz-Plasse should be getting more credit), but it's a sweet little movie. Some folks temper that compliment with "a lot of raunch" but really, in today's world can a few expletives and booby-references, really be that shocking to anyone? ...Seriously?

Shoot, when I was a young'un, there were boys who were ten-times that crude. Plus, Role Models gets an extra few points from me for the high-geek factor.

It did drag a bit in the end...Gah, when are people going to learn, bad singing does not equal funny or 'aww'-inducing? It equals eye-rolls and uncomfortable squirming. As was the case here.

Still, it wasn't enough to take the air out of this neat little film. It's a solid matinée, people.



PARENTS: Take the sophisticated kids and have something to talk about, afterwards. Leave the innocent home.