But I will put up a few choice things as I find them...
"Like millions of Americans, this weekend I went to see Superbad, the sweetly raunchy teen comedy from the folks behind Knocked Up, starring the hilarious kid from Arrested Development. Like virtually everyone else who's seen it, I thought it was terrific, and any niggling little problems I had with the movie (why did one of the few encounters with an actual vagina have to end with a bloody stain?) were disspelled by the film's carefully maintained style. From the goofy cops who delight in blowing up their car to the pencil-drawing dicks that appear over the closing credits, Superbad is a total adolescent-male fantasia, and the most effective aspect of the movie, for me at least, is how it digs into the romance of straight-guy friendships (the guys's awkward morning-after conversation killed me).
Then I stumbled upon Time magazine's review of the film, in which Richard Corliss identifies a mysterious subliminal drive behind the straight-guy romances of Judd Apatow (writer/director of The 40-Year-Old Virgin and Knocked Up) and Seth Rogen (writer of Superbad, star of Knocked Up):
Why don't Apatow and Rogen just do the honorable thing and tell the world they're gay? It would save them a lot of time wasted pretending their movies are about young men growing up and finding the right young woman.
In his (also negative) review of Knocked Up, Corliss points out that the best chemistry in the movie exists not between the parents-to-be, but between Seth Rogen's character and his soon-to-be brother-in-law, played by Paul Rudd. Then, in regard to Superbad:
What I identified as guy-necology in my review of Knocked Up blossoms into gay-necology here…In Superbad, the quasi-gay subtext is so obvious, it's the love that dares to shriek its name.
Juh? One of the cornerstones of the romance between the best friends of Superbad is their shared enslavement to Pussy, and I'm tempted to say the lives of both Superbad's best friends and Knocked Up's best brothers-in-law might've been easier if they had been legitimately homosexual. Instead, they're trapped in the glorious tragedy of heterosexuality, where men need the very thing that confuses and frightens them the most—women.
This is, admittedly, a crassly adolescent view of male-female relationships, but adolescent isn't the same as closet-queer…or is Corliss trying to tell us something?"
From The Stranger
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