The cast seemed to enjoy themselves

Rating: 7/10 (5 July 2013)

Jay Baruchel visits his friend Seth Rogen in Los Angeles, and Rogen drags him along to a celebrity party at James Franco's house even though Baruchel doesn't really want to go. While they are there, the apocalypse starts.
This comedy, co-written and co-directed by Rogen, features the usual suspects (Jonah Hill, Craig Robinson, Danny McBride) doing the usual foul-mouthed drug-riddled schtick, the wrinkle here being that they are playing fictional versions of themselves, in some cases drawn closely from the perceived persona of the individual, in others - notably Michael Cera - showing a diametric opposite.
It is tasteless, it is crude, it is crass and it is sometimes amusing (Emma Watson is a good joke), and it often shows evidence of not knowing what is funny, what isn't, and when enough is enough (Danny McBride in particular is given far too much rope). The carte blanch given to the cast to ad lib shows: this film often displays self-indulgence rather than a disciplined script. The apocalyptic effects are good.
If you like Rogen's work then you will probably like this. If you don't, then you definitely won't. If, like me, you are sometimes surprised that you enjoyed something of Rogen's which you expected not to, this film isn't one of those. I was hoping it would be funnier, but saying f*** 5 times doesn't make it 5 times funnier than saying it once.