You know when you saw the “You know how I know you’re gay?” extended scene special feature on The 40-Year-Old Virgin DVD and you thought “I could watch an entire movie of just these guys fucking around, seriously, a 2-hour motion picture feature film in the theater for eleven dollars”? Eventually just watching various arrangements of the same ten dudes ad libbing and having the best time ever with only a skeleton of a plot will get old. But for me, apparently, not yet, because I will totally go see John C. Reilly and Will Ferrell act like kids in Step Brothers for eleven dollars:
Wouldn’t it be great if we could call a pre-emptive moratorium on all the intellectual analysis of men as grown up children that will surely start again when this movie comes out? That got so boring last summer.