WET HOT AMERICAN SUMMER: FIRST DAY OF CAMP

It didn't disappoint. I'd much rather Broadway take on ELECTRO/CITY than BOMBSHELL. My only complaint was that Janeane Garafolo was under-used.

Ken Marino takes his shirt off. The whole characterization of Camp Tiger Claw had me howling. Kristen Wiig shows up and works her magic in a few throwaway scenes. The budding love affair between Bradley Cooper and Michael Ian Black is...totally sweet. Elizabeth Banks gives embroidered designer flares a good name. And I could listen to Paul Rudd snottily vent an impassioned grievance quite literally forever. Loved the riff on the kid-who's-so-upset-he-runs-away cliché.

If some of the cast looks quite a bit worse for the wear in all these 15 years, it's also amazing how incredibly well-preserved most of them are.

I highly doubt that they'll be a second day of camp.

It was a pleasant way to pass a few hours on a Sunday afternoon. But much like the original film, it only produced a few chuckles for me. Cute, but I would never call it "hilarious."

And where the hell was Poehler towards the end? I'm sure Cooper had to fled the scene for The Elephant Man, which is just fine with me. But I missed Amy in the home stretch.

It is also so strange how Paul Rudd has only gotten better looking since he first started working.

My biggest problem is that I didn't feel like there was any build. I enjoy the pacing of the movie, and felt like this suffered because it was so drawn out, so that pacing that the cast and writers worked out so wonderfully in the film was just completely absent. The movie felt like it had a build to its comedy. With the series it started at the level of absurdity that was present by the end of the movie, but then had nowhere to go. I sort of wish that if they had felt this need to revisit these characters and this camp that they had done the reunion that is talked about at the end of the movie, rather than a prequel giving me a lot of unnecessary backstory.

*Spoiler alert*

In hindsight I probably should have listened to my instinct and stopped watching after H. Jon Benjamin's character was turned into a talking can of vegetables.