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When I saw the original Neighbors, I was still happily in my twenties and wasn’t too far removed from college so the wild ass frat humor wasn’t lost on me. Don’t get me wrong- I still love the humor. I don’t plan on ever being above that. But now, the realities of my false sense of maturity surround me at every turn, and I’m clamoring for nostalgia.
Enter Neighbors 2.
Now the tables have turned a bit. I’ve emerged from the rubble of my twenties as a potential homeowner and parent, and I watch that trailer in awe and disgust at the same time. In awe of the life I’ve moved on from, but also shaking my fist as a grown man that can now relate all too well to Seth Rogen’s character.
Obnoxious neighbors. I’ve dealt with pint-sized dogs in apartment complexes that bark all day long. Upstairs neighbors walking around wearing with what sounds like cinder blocks on their feet. You name it, I’ve dealt with it. Hell, I’ve probably been the obnoxious neighbor on more than one occasion. But I have to ask myself: Would living next to a bunch of coed sorority girls be that bad? If there is any justice in the world, I have to imagine yes.
It would be poetic justice for me to wake up, walk outside, and grab my paper and have to stare over at sorority girls. Sorority girls that are probably very similar to the ones I used to date, clamor over, not call back, and whose formals I used to get wildly intoxicated at. So yes, I have to imagine that it would be that bad. And the FOMO that would ensue every weekend night as they throw another huge party.
Thank goodness I live in the ‘burbs..
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Neighbors 1 was trash. Won’t be seeing this.
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Very appropriate username
This movie looks stupid.
I really hope this wasn’t actually written by the Intern. Being an intern at Grandex in your 30s would be kinda depressing.
How does one with a wife and kids afford to intern? If the Mrs. can financially support that career move I’m actually kinda jealous.
A house of undergrad frat dudes live across from me and I generally hate them. Noisy, have parties, and sometimes throw trash in my yard. I often marvel at their almost total lack of responsibilities. A few hours a day of class…and nothing else. Amazing.
That’ll happen when you make the choice to live near a college campus.
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