Despite my avowed hatred for IFC sketch-comedy show The Whitest Kids U' Know, I took in a screening of Miss March, the new movie written and directed by and starring Whitest Kids members Zach Cregger and Trevor Moore, yesterday (purely for professional reasons, in my other capacity as a film critic). Clearly someone at Fox Atomic had enough confidence in these doofuses to give them such control over this movie, but they live down to expectations, delivering a crude, irritating, immature and entirely unfunny sex comedy about a guy who wakes up from a four-year coma to discover that his girlfriend has posed for Playboy. Moore in particular is so loud and over-the-top that by the end of the movie you may feel the desire to cause him physical harm.
Miss March doesn't seem like the vehicle to catapult the Whitest Kids to stardom; it stands at a pathetic 6 percent "fresh" rating on the movie-review site Rotten Tomatoes, and probably won't do much at the box office against the likes of Watchmen and new releases Escape to Witch Mountain and The Last House on the Left. Plus, it doesn't even capture the Whitest Kids' signature bizarre, annoying sense of humor, instead going mostly for standard sex-comedy gags. Miss March's failure may spare us from more Whitest Kids movies, but will probably mean that they'll keep on producing their terrible IFC show, unfortunately.
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