'Miss March' review

Zach Cregger and Trevor Moore (Credit: Frank Masi/Fox Searchlight)

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Prom equals sex, right? Yes, even high school abstinence advocate Eugene (Zach Cregger) finally plans to get it on with his girlfriend, Cindi (Raquel Alessi), until he gets drunk, falls down the stairs and lands in a coma. When he wakes up four years later, Cindi's a Playboy model, so Eugene and his obnoxious, sex-crazed pal, Tucker (Trevor Moore), hit the road and head for the Playboy Mansion to confront Cindi. A foolproof plan, no doubt.

The buzz: Playboy is certainly not the cultural force it once was (is anything in the media?), but the Mansion will always hold mystique over males—teen boys in particular. Plus, Cregger and Moore have developed a following on IFC's "The Whitest Kids U'Know," and after the atrocious "Sex Drive" and "Fanboys," moviegoers could really use a good, funny, testosterone-fueled sex comedy.

The verdict: Craig Robinson ("The Office") is hilarious as Tucker's raunchy rap star friend, but Eugene and Tucker are such idiotic dopes it's tough to enjoy much when they're onscreen. The movie begins with its best scene: the pre-teen versions of the boys find a Playboy, immediately transition from boys to men and are no longer concerned with the "lava" they imagined was on the ground during a childish game. "Miss March" is all downhill from there, with sexual and gross-out humor that rarely takes jokes farther than basic nods to poop and porn. Giggling yet?

Did you know? When stranded on the highway, Eugene and Tucker encounter a pair of beautiful lesbians—one of whom can pick a lock with her tongue—who ask the guys to drive so the girls can have sex nonstop in the backseat. Safe to say this sort of thing happens all the time.

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