Well that was refreshing. After three decent, well made, well acted, well written movies in a row, it is so, so pleasant to a curmudgeon like me to waste a few bucks on a rental. I like Seth Rogan. I have no issues with Zac Efron and I would be pleased to see Rose Byrne naked giving the weather on TV. All that said, Neighbors is terrible. TERRIBLE. Capital T. Capital ALL LETTERS. Bad.
The more I look back upon it, the less I liked it. It was like an ex girlfriend you dumped because she slept with your best friend and the more you begin to enjoy life without her, the longer you are away from the situation, the more things you realize you hated about it while you suffered her endless banter about horses and fashion and god damned romance novels and her friends, all her stupid, mindless, easily offended friends.
Pardon me, I digressed (but I note that the previous sentence was likely more entertaining than NEIGHBORS.
Rogan: the lines were delivered with his usual wit. The lines sucked donkey. Unbelievable. He was playing a parody of all of his other characters ever played.
Efron: oddly, the best of the bunch, though the writing again was terribly sophomoric. SophoMORONIC. Not even silly “Animal House” funny.
Byrne: never naked enough, always rambling along (with her terribly un-sexy, flaccidness-inducing accent) like your buddy’s annoying girlfriend who always shows up when the guys go out for a beer, always wanting to be one of the guys, making stupid jokes, trying to be guy-cool, irritating as all duck. (I didn’t type duck. Stupid Autocorrect).
Story: contrived, dumb, idiotic, bland, boring, long, tedious, I slept through 15 minutes of the “best” part of the movie because being unconscious was preferable to suffering the visual and aural injustices of this travesty.
A Seething Hateful 2 out of five