In 2000, David Wain and Michael Showalter set out to make their first film Wet Hot American Summer. It was a low budget independent film and they cast their friends and a handful of unknown... See full summary »
Michael Ian Black,
Friendless Peter Klaven goes on a series of man-dates to find a Best Man for his wedding. But, when his insta-bond with his new B.F.F. puts a strain on his relationship with his fiancée, can the trio learn to live happily ever after?
The setting is Camp Firewood, the year 1981. It's the last day before everyone goes back to the real world, but there's still a summer's worth of unfinished business to resolve. At the center of the action is camp director Beth, who struggles to keep order while she falls in love with the local astrophysics professor. He is busy trying to save the camp from a deadly piece of NASA's Skylab which is hurtling toward earth. All that, plus: a dangerous waterfall rescue, love triangles, misfits, cool kids, and talking vegetable cans. The questions will all be resolved, of course, at the big talent show at the end of the day. Written by
Sujit R. Varma
Katie's necklace while Katie and Beth talk on the porch about improving Beth's look. See more »
So, do you work here?
Yeah, I'm the Camp Director. You?
Me, no, I don't work here.
No, yeah, I'm the camp director... I would know if you worked here.
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After the credits is a "10 years later" epilogue. See more »
Idiotic and self-indulgent pointless waste of time
There are so many struggling film makers with good ideas, who would love to have David Hyde-Pierce or Jeanine Garafolo help get their films made. Good original films. Bit, no! They star in this tripe. Why this was made, I don't know. Writer/producer/director David wain obviously has unresolved issues about being a nerd at summer camp, but this unfunny movie ought to have stayed private between him and his therapist. Porky's and American Pie , though gross, each have something to say about youth and sex. This movie says nothing. Even Meatballs is better. And of course, Woody Allen does the alienated Jewish intelligentsia experience definitively. Wet Hot American Summer is not even good enough to be so bad its funny.
Avoid this movie. Run screaming.
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