Shaun of the Dead helmsman Wright tries his hand at the Transatlantic college slacker comedy and the result is enough of a smorgasbord to garner cult status, which is rather often another way of saying that a film is an idiosyncratic mess delivered with conviction. Michael Cera of Juno and Superbad fame is once more a smart-alec twerp with self-generated girlfriend trouble, which is stepped up a gear when it's decreed that he has to vanquish his desired squeeze's seven exes mano a mano. The consequent duels then take up most of the rest of the film, in an easily scriptable Street Fighter video game format, naturally caked in oodles of FX. It may be the computer geekiest movie ever made, and quite brazenly happy with its inanity. It also wears its ADHD affliction with pride, and this runs all the way through the dialogue as well, which consists of relentless verbal jousting with cheesy cameo stars like Chris Evans and Brandon Routh. All this would probably stack up to just cause for murder if it wasn't so good-natured.
5/10
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