Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Fired Up

I remember when I first saw the trailer for Fired Up--a couple of laughs, some scantily-clad cheerleaders--it wasn't enough to get me to the theater but I remember putting it on the mind-shelf for a rainy day. Later my brother told me that it was a good time, and since he has decent street-cred in the surprisingly funny movie category, it was only a matter of time.

Well, that day of rain came a couple of weekends ago. Trev, Cody, Spence and I decided to RedBox Fast and Furious to boost our testosterone levels. The box didn't have F&F but as we had searched alphabetically Fired Up was right there, friendly, and inviting. I remembered my brothers advice, recomended it to the boys, typed in a promo code (breakroom) and off we went.

Fired up is a comedy about two over-sexed high school football stars (Heroes's Nicholas D'Agosto, and Dumb and Dumberer's Eric Christian Olsen) who decide to attend chear camp in an attempt to pick up girls.

There's nothing groundbreaking about this movie. Truth be told it is predictable in its pacing, cliched in its storytelling, and shallow in its character developement; but Fired Up revels in these qualities, and we laugh as it laughs at itself. The movie is built on a foundation of crisp one-liners ("That's the way I like 'em, ancient and regretful.") and repeated jokes (Every time the male "villain" Dr. Rick appears he's listening to a one-hit wonder from the mid-90's. "Chumbawumba, soundtrack to my life.")

It's hit and miss; but when it hits, it hits hard. The seemingly improvised banter between D'Agosto and Olsen is fresh and at times brilliant; and the on-screen antics of Christopher Guest Alumnus John Michael Higgins are nothing short of legendary ("you're sloppy like the kiss of a mid-shipman").

So, if you're bored and need a laugh, especially a juevenile male-humor laugh, and aren't above jokes at the expense of female "athletes." Then bust out the "breakroom" and Redbox Fired Up for free. You'll be laughing, you'll, you'll be laughing.

1 comment:

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