Despite the fact that this *really* loses a lot of momentum in the second trimester, it is very hard to have any ill will toward this movie. Seth Rogen is, by this point, a comedy god. His delivery is perfect, and he’s given nothing but terrific lines over and over. The scenes between he and Paul Rudd (particularly whacked out on mushrooms at Cirque de Soleil) had me wetting my pants. All the supporting characters are dynamite. The sister, Haverchuck as the shoe-bomber, the Superbad kid shouting “You embarrass yourself!” Hi-freaking-larious. Well done.