Directed with gusto by controversial indie filmmaker Miguel Arteta (Star Maps, Chuck & Buck), starring overexposed but always amusing Michael Cera (Superbad, Juno, Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist, Year One) and based on the picaresque cult novel by C.D. Payne, Youth in Revolt has the sole misfortune of being a wry, rude, coming-of-age movie in an era already well-saturated with wry, rude, coming-of-age movies. Those who caught Cera in 2007’s Juno can be forgiven for getting a certain been-there-done-that vibe off Youth in Revolt’s trailers. It’s not that Youth in Revolt does anything wildly distinctive, but it’s an intelligent laugh-getter that doesn’t spoil its source material by going Hollywood.
Cera plays our anti-hero, the unfortunately named Nick Twisp. The prototypical “high school loser never made it with the ladies,” Nick is stuck living virginal and horny with his oversexed mother (Jean Smart from “Designing Women”) and her slovenly boyfriend (Zach Galifianakis in a small cameo) in a non-picturesque Oakland suburb. While on a family road trip that neatly combines summer vacation with “fleeing from a trio of angry sailors who’ve been conned out of $700,” Nick meets The Girl of His Dreams. Blonde-haired gal-next-door Sheeni Saunders (newcomer Portia Doubleday) is everything an overly intelligent high school nerd could want: She’s smart, funny, sarcastic and incredibly cute.
As a phony bad boy, smoking cigarettes, wearing tight white pants and spouting porn poetry, he’s a riot.
Cera is mostly playing to type here, but he has a lot of fun with the film’s teenage Fight Club-style premise. Nick’s mustachioed alter ego is hilarious in both his confidence and his inappropriately bad advice. No, Cera will probably never convince as a serious tough-guy villain. But as a phony bad boy, smoking cigarettes, wearing tight white pants and spouting porn poetry (“I’m going to wrap your legs around my head and wear you like the crown that you are”), he’s a riot.
Of course with Juno (and a whole host of films before and since) well-entrenched in the pop cultural memory banks, stories of quirky teenage losers who speak with far too much verbal articulation for their age bracket have become something of a genre unto themselves. (See also: Adventureland, Rushmore, Election, Heathers, Better Off Dead, Sixteen Candles, et al.) Youth in Revolt sketches its characters with broad pencil strokes and borrows elements from enough of its predecessors that it isn’t likely to be hailed as any sort of savior of the genre. If you like this sort of thing, though, Youth in Revolt has a lot going for it—from its highbrow/lowbrow humor to its clever dialogue to its snarky antiestablishment tone.
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Youth In RevoltControversial indie director Miguel Arteta (Star Maps, Chuck & Buck) adapts C.D. Payne's comic novel about a high school loser never made it with the ladies (Michael Cera, playing to type). After meeting a cute, smart, funny gal (newcomer Portia Doubleday) on summer vacation, our hero Nick Twisp decides to change up his game plan, adopting a "bad boy" alter ego. Soon, Nick's two sides are battling it out, leading to many unfortunate incidents (and a couple of positive ones). The humor is subversive and dark with just a touch of raunch. If only the material weren't so familiar. 90 minutes R.