The Unincredibles

Mike "Office Space" Judge has a new movie, Idiocracy. It sat on a shelf for two years, and now it's been released in six cities, none of which are New York.

Luckily, one of them is Toronto, 'cause I saw it tonight. And laughed my future Oscar-winning motion picture off. (er, that might be a bit obscure if you haven't seen the movie yet)

Here's the standard summary:

Most everyone in 2505 is a mouth-breathing lout, barely capable of forming a sentence. They've elected as president the guy who seems cool to them, a loudmouthed porn-star wrestler (unfailingly funny Terry Crews, the dad from "Everybody Hates Chris"). They pass their days consuming, defecating, fornicating and gawking at anything that goes boom. Then consuming some more. And because they don't know any better, they've let themselves be co-opted by corporate marketers, taking brands ("Frito") for names and wearing disposable clothes covered with ads.

Like "Office Space," this movie has a lurching plot — utterly average Joe feels like a brainiac in the dumbed-down dystopia — but rich humor in the little details. Keep your eyes open for the Costco as big as a city (complete with monorail), the trashed White House littered with empties, and the grimy vending machines that malfunction and ruin your life.

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