To the cinema, as usual with Mystery Filmgoer, to see Clerks II. We’d both been looking forward to it, but I was slightly apprehensive: would it be a horrid travesty of the original?
Well, no. It helps to have seen the original, especially to understand any of the ending montage, but the main body of the film stands up well on its own, as a parallel to the original. It’s slightly less surreal than the first, and slightly more warm-hearted, but has just as many sick jokes. And there’s definitely a happy ending.
The funniest line in the whole film, though, was partly funny because it is something I tend to say a lot myself:
“Ooh, cake!”
Out of context, it doesn’t look like much. Within context, both me and Mystery Filmgoer were doubled up. To explain the context here, though, would involve unravelling half the plot of the film.* All I can say, really, is that in context it’s very very funny, very very sick, and probably illegal in most countries of the world.
* Although there is a small clue elsewhere in the post – you’re not likely to get it though unless you’ve already seen the film.