Having verbally spooged all over Special Needs, I'm sure you're wondering if there's anything wrong with the film, a little nugget of negativity that may ruin your own viewing experience. A quick look at my notes reveals nothing in particular. Comedies are exceptionally hard to review; what's funny to me may not be very humorous to you, your mother, or your diabetic grandfather. Most of the jokes in this flick work, though it would be a bold-faced lie to say that all of them pop off the screen and personally tickle your ass with a feather. That said, the majority of the prescribed laughs are functional, which is a very good indicator that you'll have a good time as well.
Will Special Needs fill that comedic void in your pathetic little existence? That all depends on how you define "comedy." If a little humor at the expense of others is something you aren't ashamed to laugh at, then the film will probably do the trick quite nicely. It's smart, engaging, and deliriously enjoyable on a level I honestly didn't expect. If nothing else, hardcore mockumentary fans will certainly have plenty to cheer about. Though I'm sure I'll invoke the wrath of the good and gracious and glorious Lloyd Kaufman by saying this, Special Needs is probably too good for the likes of Troma. Way too good. Though it pains me to say it, most of the stuff that they release is complete and utter trash. Isaak James' nifty feature-length debut, on the other hand, is anything but.
I'm sure even Lloyd would concede to that.
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