Even if you haven’t
seen “The Internship,” you’ve seen it. Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson reprise
their tired roles as the 40-year-old past-cool frat boys from a dozen prior movies.
You know the map: The best-pal guys are cool king cats who get blown low,
mope, find a crazy angle to hit it big, and against all odds succeed and learn
to be real adults. Credits. Nothing new. Even the fuck granny jokes play like
repeats a decade old. But, damn it, I laughed when these guys con their way
into gigs as Google interns, competing against tech geeks half their age and
double their IQ. I got suckered. The hook: Vaughn and Wilson are roped into a Quidditch
match, the actual field game inspired by Harry Potter and played by thousands
of college youth. “Who the fuck is that?,” Wilson asks, dumb founded as a man
in a glittery gold outfit takes the grass. It’s a comedy of generational
divide, yes, repetitive, yes, and definitely too long, but I got it. I work on a
college campus, where students play Quidditch, and I knew what Wilson spoke of.
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