Year One, 2009

It was stupid, but I laughed my ass off.

Much of my enjoyment, of course, owing to Jack Black, who makes me laugh regardless of how dumb he's acting. And Michael Cera is always entertaining, too, and is almost a caveman version here of George Michael Bluth with his big doe eyes and stuttered afterthoughts.

I did think that with the actors they wrangled here, and director Harold Ramis, that the story and its execution could have been slightly less ridiculous. But, then again, this is a caveman movie with Jack Blakc, so perhaps not...

The movie is very Apatow-ian in that stupid things pass for comedy, moments of crudeness ruin the overall sweet dumbness of the main characters and their plight, and scenes of no importance are used for comical effect in ways that are only really comical to dopes. Still, at least it's concise, and the story flows somewhat. These characters have purpose, and they reach their goals with little Anchorman-like random and pointless distraction.

Again, it's stupid, but it's enjoyable. The concept of a lazy caveman and his smart, workaholic sidekick exploring the holy lands for proof of God's existence and their purpose in life (one a believer, one not so much) is stupidly clever. The use of modern-day language in the film is often rather amusing, and it's kinda fun to watch seasoned actors just acting silly as religious characters like Abraham (Hank Azaria), a high priest (Oliver Platt), and Xander Berkeley (the King).

I laughed, and that, I suppose, was the whole point.