There’s little question Jonah Hill steals this movie as Seth. His hilarious rants, absurdly stupid comebacks, and unbelievable sex drive are the sum of Superbad. Michael Cera, the only source of common sense in the movie, still manages to take over later scenes which are perfect in terms of his character.
The actual story here, nothing more than the eternal quest for booze, sex, and more booze, is merely a backdrop. Then again, few comedies are held together with their narrative, and it becomes secondary to the on-screen antics. That’s all Superbad needs to carry itself through nearly two hours of brilliant teen comedy that becomes one of the biggest surprises of this long, over-bloated summer movie season.