This Week in DVD: Sex Drive, Futurama, and More

This Week in DVD is a column that compiles all the latest info regarding new DVD releases, sales, and exclusive deals from stores including Target, Best Buy, Circuit City, and Fry’s.

Please don’t take the commentary on the movies and TV shows too seriously, as they’re meant not to be reviews but rather previews that include the general thoughts and ramblings of a twice-committed DVD addict. The categories represent solely the author’s intentions towards the DVDs at hand, and are in no way meant to be a reflection on what he thinks other people should rent or buy. So if he ends up putting a movie you like in the “Skip it” section without having seen it, please keep in mind that the time you could spend leaving a spiteful but ultimately futile comment could instead be used for more pleasant things in life. Like buying DVDs.

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SEX DRIVE
Sex Drive was one of the more underrated movies of 2008, as well as one of the bigger flops (it didn’t even take in half of its rather modest $19 million budget). But with the film being given the 2-Disc Special Edition treatment, it’s obvious that the studio is prepared for the film finding an audience on DVD. I wouldn’t be half surprised if it became a cult classic. That’s not to say the film is necessarily worth buying, but it’s a consistently hilarious (if a bit standard) teen “road trip” sex comedy that clearly harkens back to similar movies from the ’80s. If you enjoy the genre, you should definitely check it out.
Blu-ray? Yes.
Notable Extras: Theatrical/unrated versions of the film, audio commentary, Sex Drive: Making a Masterpiece, The Marsden Dilemma, Clark: Duke of the Internet, and Killing Time in Hollywood (Florida).

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Target Best Buy Fry’s
N/A $17.99 $16.99
Amazon – $19.99

EXCLUSIVE DEAL:
What? 3-Disc Exclusive Edition ($19.99).
Where? Best Buy.

EXCLUSIVE DEAL:
What? $5 DVD cash sticker good toward Pineapple Express, Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist, or Zack and Miri Make a Porno.
Where? Best Buy.

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Well, I was going to put together a snazzy PhotoShop masterwork for this bit of casting news, but I spent the last hour debating Devin at CHUD about globe-spanning Watchmen embargoes0101. Any readers want to give it a shot in the comments? The trades report that a fine cast has mounted up for a novelty sex comedy entitled Hot Tub Time Machine: John Cusack and Rob Corddry have already signed and Craig Robinson (The Office, East Bound & Down) and Clark Duke (Kick-Ass, not Michael) are close to. The group will star as a group of friends and brothers who get together at a ski lodge and travel back to 1987 via the titular bacteria container, a time when the ladies were more interested and Eddie Murphy was Raw.

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Hard to believe that a Kirk Cameron ichthys affair and Disaster Movie will ultimately out gross Sex Drive. After this weekend’s $3 million take, the /Film championed comedy is destined to join the “funny is funny” cult ranks of PCU and Grandma’s Boy. In a smart move, Summit Entertainment, soon to be fat off Twilight, isn’t letting writer/director Sean Anders and co-writer John Morris get away. They’ve signed the duo for an untitled second film, and the premise dances upon a rainbow…

The untitled project concerns a slacker college student who has a child with a one-night stand and is then forced to care for the baby after the mother is killed in a car crash.

In continuing with their previous flick’s auto-related title/pun, might we distastefully suggest Whiplash? The Hollywood Reporter implies that the duo will switch directing duties, with Anders said to be helming…except that Anders directed Sex Drive, so maybe they mean Morris? We’ll try to clear this up. Update: Anders is once the director and co-writer.

I thought it worth randomly mentioning that Nikki Finke‘s industry sources have referred to the $25 million Sex Drive as “a huge disaster,” and—clearly not having seen the film—she adds, “Forget [the film] because everyone else has (and should have).” Why the heavy scorn? The lady likes to bet (and probably needs a good laff), so how about this: I’ll personally pay for her ticket and Red Vines, and if she doesn’t LOL once, I’ll also offer to show up at her apartment in my bathrobe and give her a back massage. Unlike Harvey Weinstein’s $1 millie offer, I’ll make good.

Discuss: So who’s already offended by the premise for Anders’s and Morris’s follow-up?

If you went to the movies this weekend, chances are you either saw:

Max Payne, Oliver Stone’s W. or Sex Drive

We would like to know what movie you chose, and what you thought. Did Stone’s W. lack focus or was it the Nixon for this decade? Was Max Payne all style and no substance or a kick ass action film? Was Sex Drive the funniest comedy of 2008 or just another sex comedy? We want to know! Post your thoughts in the comments below.

Right in time for the release of Sex Drive, we’ve posted this installment of VBS’s Drunk History starring Clark Duke as Benjamin Franklin’s “dickhead trust fund son.” As narrated by a hirsute and barfing drunk, we discover that it was a young William Franklin, not Ben (as played by Jack Black), who originally flew a kite attached to a key into a storm to prove, uh, something profound about electricity. We imagine this video lesson is comparable to getting a degree from Internet University sans the eternal shame.

The /Filmcast Interview: Clark Duke

The /Filmcast Interview is a series of conversations with actors, directors, and other key figures from the entertainment industry. In this episode, David speaks with Sex Drive actor Clark Duke about R-rated comedies, Directors’ Cuts of films, and “Unrated Edition” DVDs. Sex Drive will be in theaters on October 17, 2008.

Have any questions, comments, or suggestions? Want to be interviewed on the /Filmcast? Feel free to e-mail us at slashfilmcast@gmail.com. You can also call and leave a voicemail at (781) 583-1993.

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We’ve tried to convince you that this weekend’s Sex Drive conquers the odds for that ever commodified of genres, the teen sex comedy. And now Summit Entertainment has released the first R-rated 10 minutes online to convert the masses. This should give you a good idea of how the film balances funny rapid-fire sophomoric humor with cast chemistry reminiscent of so many ’80s mallrat gems. While the movie’s resident mack, Clark Duke, doesn’t show up until the end, the brotherly crossfire between Josh Zuckerman and James Marsden hasn’t lost any punch since our press screening exploded. And Zuckerman’s Mexican donut now seems like a big Halloween Don’t (Do?) for the ages.

Unless you’re someone who apologizes for laughing with people who like beer, or you’re super depressed about the economy or a dead pet, it’s a really good time.

Discuss: After viewing this clip, what do you think?

Hunter Stephenson’s Movie Review: Sex Drive

Three things you should know about Sex Drive: 1) A whore nearly shits on Clark Duke. 2) It’s one of the funniest movies of 2008. 3) It doesn’t carry a Judd Apatow hall-pass.

And if the word of mouth explodes on this flick, it might be hailed commercially as the new American Pie (whatever that means) right in time for total economic collapse. Admittedly, like your own, my expectations were really low for this movie, comparable to those for Nick & Norah: Die, and that was before I found out Fall Out Boy had a cameo. That was before I paid enough attention to realize the title was a pun. That was before I went to Momofuku Ko for free and got a free massage. The only reason why this movie was on my movie radar was the presence in the unfunny trailers of Clark Duke, a shapely young actor who starred in the addictive web series, Clark and Michael, opposite Michael Cera.

But after seeing Sex Drive, Clark Duke is officially a star. And he’s a star who’s open to “dude, you look like a chick” jabs courtesy of Brian Posehn. And he’s the highlight of an R-rated teen-sex comedy because he bangs everything that moves, including the Amish.

This is not a comedy you should read five reviews on, even if you’re bored. It follows the adventures of a proto-Last American Virgin named Ian (Josh Zukerman, awesome here) who steals a ’69 GTO and bounces around with his pussy-magnet best bud (Duke) and his best girl/crush (Amanda Crew, funny)—the Ferris Bueller equation. Talented youngs, all. And, as confidently co-written and directed by Sean Anders, the movie never forgets the sparkly cast chemistry and off-the-cuff banter of ‘80s flicks like Fast Times, Weird Science and License to Drive, even while piling on supremely gross sight-gags from the late ‘90s, ‘00s agreeable YouTube segues, and lots of ‘20s “Fag!”s. This is a cast you’ll want to stay with after, even if the didactic ending kinda bails—and did we really need the cliché “that explains the bigotry?” safety net?

James Marsden destroys as the older, alpha brother to Zuckerman’s bashful Ian. His character, Rex, has drawn early comparisons to Bill Paxton’s Chet (and Lee Tergesen’s), but also possesses the jock heart of Brand in The Goonies. When guns are drawn and the film’s plot goes madcap, Rex joins the party rather than squashing it. The preview audience ate-it-up. Marsden is swell at physical comedy—making you feel sorry for a garage door—and whenever he’s on screen he offers a jolt of violent anticipation. His one-liners aren’t bad either. When informing his brother that he “looks like a Mexican butthole,” in the context of the scene it’s both an endearing, painfully wrong and acute observation. To the pantheon of movie jerks he goes.

So much current mainstream comedy walks an awkward, paranoid tight rope—see SNL being censored by billionaire stiffs—and Sex Drive is refreshing because Anders and co-writer John Morris seem blissfully unawares here. This is Anders’s second film following a little seen 2005 Christian rock spoof, and due to the success of Superbad, it could have been predictably stuffed with pseudo-shocking cock jokes. Instead, nothing is off limits if it scores a laugh, as it should be. Christians get beaved, grandma, cancer, abstinence and suicide are up for grabs, and I think there’s an Elvis Mitchell doppelganger at the end. A talking Jean Claude Van Damme poster? Sure. Unlike the second Harold and Kumar, the jokes aren’t stitched together to mock yet casually simmer in the cultural climate; compared to a few of this summer’s high profile comedies, the bromance on display doesn’t fill the air like congratulatory cigar smoke.

When Clark Duke assures an incarcerated black dude that he’ll check out his rap MySpace page, it’s Zen-like. Suddenly it’s as if you’re peering into a future of countless afternoons spent enjoying Sex Drive on Comedy Central instead of getting dressed or blankly watching your roommate clean-up. For me, that’s an all too rare accomplishment for a film. And congrats to those involved for The Wraith homage set to Kenny Loggins’s “Danger Zone.”

8.5/10

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