This week, Sean "bad movie knight" Hanson takes a good hard look at Universal's failings as a purveyor of quality direct-to-DVD comedy (is there such a thing?), as well as his own failings as a critic, while the remainder of The Crazy Eights take a much-needed vacation.

American Pie Presents: A Treatise on a Dozen or So Subjects, Give or Take, Presented as an Unfocused Rant

by Sean "bad movie knight" Hanson

Author's note: I normally don't break the fourth wall, but as a fan of strongly structured film criticism, I must confess that, after agonizing for a good 15 minutes over how to structure a review focused on American Pie Presents The Book of Love that also includes commentary on its three direct-to-DVD predecessors, I came up short. I still couldn't wrap my head around what I'd just seen, let alone criticize it in any kind of ordered manner. So, for those of you who are actually curious if the American Pie Presents... series is worth watching, the answer is: No. Definitely not. As a collective, it's a hideous direct-to-DVD monster of Lovecraftian proportions, overwhelmingly large and indescribable by rational men. For the rest of you, I present American Pie Presents: A Treatise on a Dozen or So Subjects, Give or Take, Presented as an Unfocused Rant.

The Initial QueryIf there is a target audience, this guy is it.

After enduring 393 minutes of direct-to-DVD, loosely related American Pie sequels, I wonder: Who's the target audience?

Then and Now

The first three American Pie sequels, which suffered slightly under the law of diminishing returns, relied on their novelty as teen sex comedies, filling a void that had conspicuously widened since the death of the '80s and the rise of the PG-13 teen sex(less) comedy. Sure, it served up liters of bodily fluids and mountains of titty, but it also had a heart, treating its characters with empathy and providing a moral: One's first time should be spent with someone worth remembering. In the four American Pie Presents... films, those liters have been upped to gallons, the mountains are suspiciously salinated and there's hardly an empathetic character in the bunch.

Body Fluids and Good ComedySodomy is such a terrible does Universal Studios get away with it?!

Whereas American Pie did something with the bodily fluids, allowing jokes to build on their hilarity until a cathartic breaking point, American Pie Presents... errs on the side of groan-inducing, offering jokes that hew to one of two formulas: harmful substance + penis = funny! Or, if that goal's too lofty for any given setup, gross! = funny! At the beginning of American Pie Presents Band Camp (that's Episode I: The Phantom Hilarity, if you're unfamiliar with the canon's chronology), I began taking notes so I could keep my shit together when it came time to write a review. Halfway through American Pie Presents The Naked Mile (or, Episode II: Attack of the Jizz), I gave up. I can catalog jokes regarding jizz, shit, piss, vomit, dicks, tits, vag, asses, midget-fucking, sheep-fucking and sandwich-fucking until my fingers give up and atrophy in revolt, but what's the point?

Suffice to say, if you're curious as to how pepper spray affects the penis, what happens when you cum on grandma or how a sheep-fucker could be distracted by a fat midget dressed as a sheep (a joke that's totally not telegraphed at all), American Pie Presents... is the quadrilogy for you. If you're at all normal and have access to better comedies and pornography (that's everyone in jizzing distance of a Hollywood Video or Castle Superstore), stay the fuck away -- stay far, far, far the fuck away.

A Hustler found in the woods would be more inspiring, and you'd have an entire lifetime to unravel the gratifying mystery of its origins. Even the oral history of Hustlers found in the woods -- a rich tradition dating back centuries -- would be more satisfying than 393 minutes of such mind-numbing mediocrity. If that isn't convincing enough, there is a cumshot in The Naked Mile that's shot Matrix-style throughout its trajectory before it lands simultaneously on a girl's favorite teddy bear and her family portrait. When Todd Solondz does it, it's controversial. When Universal does it, it's business as usual.

An Elaboration on the Initial QueryP. much how I felt when the credits rolled on the Pie-a-Thon.

But I digress, and revert to my initial query: At whom are these fucking movies aimed? People rent them -- they must. Universal has cranked out four of them. The studio sends out press releases praising their daring. Eugene Levy, who must be the no-standards common whore of the Canadian comedy circuit, has appeared in all four as Noah Levenstein, more often referred to as Jim's Dad -- as in, "Hey, you're Jim's Dad!," exclaimed by people who, as far as we know from the movies, aren't familiar with Jim's exploits. Christ, it's been a decade since he blew his load twice for all the school to see. I don't know how your school operates, but an envelope containing jizz of widely known origin only captured my school's attention for...oh, approximately one semester. A handjob in the darkroom? Three weeks. A gangbang pitting half the school's burnouts against the top-ranking slut? Mere hours, before everyone sobered up. (Incidentally, if you find the phrase "top-ranking slut" offensive, you too should probably stay away from American Pie Presents...).

"So Seann William Scott and a Midget Walk Onto a Film Set..."

In fact, the school's memory of Jim far exceeds the world's memory of Jason Biggs, who can probably be found hanging out with his co-stars -- Chris Klein, Shannon Elizabeth, Mena Suvari, that kid from Little Big League, Eddie Kaye Thomas (who the fuck is Eddie Kay Thomas, you ask, and rightfully so) and plastic surgery's best customer, Tara Reid -- and Macaulay Culkin behind the Qwik-N-EZ, selling a weed/oregano blend for coke money. Ironically, Seann William Scott is now the most successful actor of the bunch. The rest started from zero, pushed up to eight (out of 100, mind you) with a role in American Pie and then ended up back at zero. Sadly, anyone who ever set foot on an American Pie Presents... set will remain at zero for the rest of his or her life -- except the lead midget (don't ask) from The Naked Mile and Beta House, who parlayed his role here as a quick-tempered, football-loving, crotch-kicking, ankle-biting little man who eventually gets cuckolded by a Stifler, into a genius comic turn with In Bruges, which is, not insignificantly, 100 times the film any of these movies are. Seann William Scott and a midget: The only success stories Universal can tout among actors involved in an American Pie film.

Eugene Levy and Noah "Jim's Dad" LevensteinO, how the mighty have fallen!

Levy was a great straight man in the '80s, sharing screen time with John Candy and Rick Moranis (among others) before landing the richly rewarding role of Jim's Dad. Odd how a career high could evolve into a career low, as Jim's Dad goes from being an awkward square trying to do right by his son in the original trilogy to:

  • The camp psychologist in Band Camp, still awkward as fuck
  • The originator of a renowned streaking event in The Naked Mile
  • The officiator of the sordid Olympiad Games in Beta House (and this is important: he must "take a few personal days" to do so)
  • The owner of a carpet store, spiritual adviser to a new gang of geeks and (wait for it) the original author of the layman's Kama Sutra that catalyzed the first film's events, as revealed in The Book of Love

Could Noah "Jim's Dad" Levenstein fill this many shoes? Really? Would one have to "take a few personal days" off from the business he owns? Can the man who awkwardly tried to encourage his son's sexual growth with copies of Penthouse, the man who stuttered his way through some of the most humiliating sex talks ever filmed, also be the man of legend, a man who sparked off two notorious campus events at his alma mater after engineering the guidebook that would benefit generations to come? It's a ridiculous sign that Levy is hanging onto the franchise for dear life. At least John Candy and Rick Moranis knew when to get out of the game; Levy's far too old to be taking a part in this ever-growing shitheap of a franchise

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