Super Troopers

January 2, 2003

I left some blood in my seat after this one!

Okay, that probably sounded pretty gross. What I meant to say, was that the film was so funny that I peed blood…um, that was worse. Forget about it.

I bought this DVD several months ago, along with Kung Pow, which I still haven’t had a chance to watch. Erin has been bugging me to watch it, so since she was in town for New Years, we finally got a chance to sit down and watch it last night. I can’t believe I had been depriving myself of the simple joy of Super Troopers for so long!

Keep in mind, that right about now, I am feeling fairly bitter towards State Troopers of any kind. Christmas Day, I managed to encounter one of my state’s finest and get a $140 “gift.” (96 in a 70 – I can’t even take fucking defensive driving, which is just as well, since I got stalked by Dr. Evil the last time I took one.) Even so, I forgot all about my fucking ticket for 103 minutes and was lost in the exploits of the Super Troopers.

High speed chases, pranks and syrup abuse are the norm for the Super Troopers. They may appropriate a little ‘evidence’ now and then, but they aren’t bad guys. They fuck with the people they pull over, not out of spite, but out of sheer boredom. They’re definitely fuck-ups, but not in a Mighty Ducks/Bad News Bears sort of way….they’re more like the guys in Office Space – fucking up intentionally.

I wonder how Daniel von Bargen (Asshole Local Cop Grady) feels about his utter and total typecasting. From what I can tell, the only non-military/cop role he has had recently was as the slimy resurrected cult leader in Lord of Illusions. He is definitely ‘Commandant Spangler’ whenever I think about him.

Super Troopers will end up being one of the definitive stoner comedies of the new millenium. Move over Friday and Half-Baked, the Super Troopers are here.