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I am going to admit something that many people reading this already know. I love Will Ferrell. Like a lot. Like a lot more than anyone really should. He wears way too much makeup in this movie, Chris Kattan really has most of the really good lines between the two of them, and his hair is uncomfortably unattractive.
Nevertheless, I watch a movie like A Night at the Roxbury and I feel heartsick. I want to be a part of his life. I, too, hold dreams of going to the Roxbury, of starting a club where the inside is outside and the outside is in, of hanging out with the King of 21 Jump Street, of having enough cash to try to bribe a bouncer with four single dollar bills, of staying up until 4 am with nothing but 20 cans of Fluffy Whip by my side. We are like, totally one and the same.
So if you’ve seen this movie, you’ll know that that brief synopsis, the paragraph just above this one, really gives away the entire plot. If this movie could be considered as having one of those. There really is not much to say about this one. But I just really love it. Like with Anchorman before it, and like Blades of Glory, like Zoolander, like any number of Will Ferrell movies, I think the movie is just so quotable, and that’s really the only thing it has going for it. This movie is just good. And I don’t want to brag or anything, but I have really really really really good taste in what movies are good.
I also love to see people who acted together in other movies act together in earlier roles. For instance, one of the customers of the Butabi Silk Flower Shop is Mrs. Geist in Clueless (another on the review list). Mr. Butabi is Cher’s dad in Clueless. Steve Butabi’s way serious girlfriend is played by Clueless‘s own “Amber.” It’s just incredibly special. There were also many actors we would later see in Legally Blonde (a movie I once had on VHS but died with my video collection in 2008): the lesbian, the bend-n-snap girl. It’s special.
This is obviously going nowhere. You should comment anyway since we are now compiling our list for the free wicked exciting DVD giveaway. (Read the last blog before this one for details, yo.)
Overall, I would give this movie three stars. Every time I watch it, it goes down a quarter of a star because I keep waiting for my two favorite lines (“I looooooooooooooooove making out!” and “I know your tricks, Dewey…”) and then once I’ve heard those, I’m just waiting for the next time I can hear them. The rest of my life is obviously a blur. Still fun though. That is all.
BEFORE

Tired. Excited though. But tired.
There were no afters. We took a few but none of them worked out for the WWW.