Freshman Orientation

OK, it's official: I no longer care around 18 year olds. Freshman Orientation is the concluding hyperkenetic, highly-sexed, foul-mouthed, gender-bending, college caper I'll watch. At this point I've simply eaten too much American Pie.


When Clay (Sam Huntington) arrives at a large commonwealth university, his only goal is to score a dumb blonde. At the same clip, Amanda (Kaitlin Doubleday), the sorority girl of his dreams, is challenged by her sorority sisters to date a gay military personnel and then dump him (to mystify revenge on the evil male of the species). Clay fain pretends to be gay just so he bathroom spend more time with her, just now he has to figure out "how to be gay." Amanda's Jewish friend Jessica (an specially foul-mouthed Heather Matarazzo) is similarly challenged to date and dump a Muslim. Off to the side, Clay's raw roommate Matt (Mike Erwin), a closeted gay teen, is easy coming to terms with himself patch simultaneously falling in erotic love with Matt. And Matt's high-school girlfriend Majorie (Marla Sokoloff) as well shows up as a newly self-identified lesbian.


Writer-director Ryan Shiraki, wHO also crafted the merry campus pic Poster Boy, tries to have it both slipway, debunking every gay stereotype around patch simultaneous request the audience to joke at all the stereotypes he presents. A jovial and lesbian poetry slam is scarcely one venue where we get to laugh at the angry dykes world Health Organization keep crossover the concealment. Mix-ups, screw-ups, and gross-outs abound. I can't remember another picture show that features not unmatchable but deuce vomit scenes within the first 10 minutes.


And speaking of emetic, an grownup permanent scholar known about campus as the "Very Drunk Chick" (Rachel Dratch) steps in and knocked out, bringing a few chuckles but not much else. More in effect in a cameo is John Goodman as the local mirthful bar proprietor. He's senior and wiser and tries to give Clay good advice, merely not until after he takes him on a clich�d queer shopping spree.


The movie's only real moments come when Clay smokes a bowl in the library with his story professor (Sherrie Marina), a woman world Health Organization has seen plenty of teenagers come and go and wHO understands that college is the place where everyone experiments with new identities in order to be anything other than what they fear they're bound to become.


Cut from that moment to an on-campus rumble between disenfranchised lesbians wearing "Pussy Power" T-shirts storming the fraternity schematic in search of social justice. As Clay's roommate Matt puts it succinctly, "Even Felicity didn't take it this bad." Indeed.

Freshman Orientation sabbatum on the shelf for a few years under the even worse title of Home of Phobia. No matter what you call it, it's still a nonaged effort, more notable for the cameo performances than for the main story.


Aka Home of Phobia.




Never mind the futon, here's the funniness!