Old School (2003)

VERDICT:
8/10 Lonely Streakers

God, I miss college.

Old School is about a three middle-aged buddies who move into an off-campus college house and start up their own fraternity. It’s about as close a thing to Animal House 2 as we’re ever going to get, and that should be reason enough to make you want to see this movie.

Watching older men act out roles that are typically played by people far younger is almost always a winning formula. That’s why Step Brothers worked; another funny movie. And after all, who wouldn’t want to go back to college? This is quality comedy writing at work, director Todd Philips (The Hangover) knows how to get the most out of his cast, and while it’s not high-brow stuff by any means, it’s not just drunk jokes either.

Everyone in this movie is hilarious in their own way, but, not surprisingly, Will Ferrell steals the show as Frank “The Tank” – an amorphous blob of a man whose drinking habits and overall existence rings very similar to Bluto Blutarsky. Vince Vaughn isn’t as big on the physical humor as Ferrell, but he does the whole “ad-libbing on speed” routine pretty damn well considering he does it in every movie. And I’m not saying that as a bad thing because he’s funny as hell.

I don’t want to say too much more because this movie cracks me up every time I see it and I’d hate to ruin the experience if you’ve never seen it before. But as a heads up, Old School is an adult comedy that takes full advantage of its “R” rating. So if you can handle nudity (both male and female), constant swearing, and someone accidentally shooting a tranquilizer dart into their neck, then go watch this movie already.

And don’t watch it on TBS. I don’t care if they play it every other night. Movies on TV suck and you’ll miss out on all the best parts. So go out to Blockbuster, throw a beer run in there while you’re at it, tear the sheets off your bed, wear them like a toga, and have yourself a time.