The Inbetweeners (2012): Film Review (8.0/10 – Great)
Review by Eb Gibbs
GIVEN THE HOOPLA surrounding the TV series and its untimely demise, a big-screen finale for the socially inept teens of Rudge Park comprehensive in south-west London would seem apt. They, like us, face the daunting task of moving on (and growing up). A gentle easing down is required. An upcoming US version, after all, simply won’t do.
No-one could have predicted the monstrous success this feature-length farewell has had in its native England, though: it’s had the biggest opening of any British comedy, with $AU66 million and counting at the box office. Suddenly, the idea of The Inbetweeners vanishing from our screens isn’t a given. A return big-screen version can’t be ruled out, either.
Review by The Film Pie
I asked every member of my team at work and none of them had heard of The Inbetweeners. How could this be? I was shocked, horrified, disappointed! For whatever reason, this fantastic British television show never quite took off here in Australia.
It can be best described as a “UK version of American Pie”. It revolves around four horny teenagers who have completely hopeless when it comes to women. They’re part of the not-so-popular group at school and they continually end up in embarrassing, cringe worthy situations. It leaves me sitting on the couch laughing rather uncomfortably.
There’s more to this series though than simple toilet humour. It’s the cracking dialogue, distinctive characters and realistic storylines that make The Inbetweeners so special. I can guarantee that these four guys will remind you of people you already know. Will (Bird) is intelligent but has no social skills whatsoever. Simon (Thomas) falls in love too easily and is often taken advantage of.
Review by Empire
Let’s be honest, you can count great UK youth flicks on one hand. So Olly Murs hats off, then, to The Inbetweeners Movie, an upgrade for the E4 teen comedy that matches the gag rate of any film this summer and delivers it with the panache of the Yanks but the scatological feel of the best of Brit comedy. If you have Kevin & Perry Go Large in your head, forget it. This is much closer to Superbad. But with more vag jokes.
Financed by the death of Jay’s grandfather, the boys, “looking like the world’s shittest boy band”, head off to Malia where writers Iain Morris and Damon Beesley put them through the lads’ holiday from hell, taking in OAP shagging, nicking the sunbathing spot from a disabled girl, projectile vomiting, sleeping in ants’ nests, pooing in a bidet and a run-in with a master of self-fellatio.