But your point about Superbad being by its end an optimistic movie is spot on. I think that optimism is slightly qualified, but it is nevertheless present and is, yes, just slightly above reality. At least for me, because my "it's all going to work out" moments usually aren't based on much more than concentrated delusion, even if in the end things do turn out right.
I didn't see it as much of a big leap, perhaps because I've seen it work this way. It's surprising how easily people who appear to have no chance with an ugly, let alone a hot, woman can lay people well above themselves. I agree it's far-fetched to see Fogel as a "pussy-magnet," and much of that came from the deliberately more fantastical police characters; but I think the actual pick-up at the party hit the right note in terms of reality, not just because he has confidence and that she is clearly drunk, but because she's almost dancing in a circle by herself as though everyone else had more less become 'Fogels' when contemplating her 'hotness,' making his confidance stand out. And am I being too Freudian to see at least some connection between his inability to consumate and his later firing of the gun? Seemed like something came full-circle, like the cops made good on their accidental 'cock-block' (again, your point about an optimistic ending).Andre wrote:Simply put, even though I smiled at the idea that Fogel gains enough confidence and experience to brush of the image he has been carrying with him throughout high school, I couldn't help but think that it's an awful big leap of faith to believe he has enough game to go after the girl he targets.
