Don’t ‘Jump’ to Conclusions

Sure it’s raunchy and silly, but 21 Jump Street is a solid, and sweet, comedy

Most of the big laughs in 21 Jump Street arrive in the first half, but take a moment to consider that phrase “big laughs.” What was the last stupid Hollywood comedy—good-stupid, not stupid-stupid—to offer actual, audible, verifiable big laughs?

Heartily raunchy and rather sweet, 21 Jump Street comes from the 1987-1991 Fox TV show, in which Johnny Depp led an ensemble of barely legal police officers posing as high school students. The movie features Jonah Hill of Moneyball (for which he was Oscar-nominated) co-starring with Channing Tatum.

You can say a lot of things about 21 Jump Street. You can say Tatum is luckier than he is talented. You can say the humor isn’t for you. You can say you’re offended by the poster and advertising tagline, which captures the spirit of the thing but which we won’t repeat here, lest faint hearts and fair readers get the vapors.

But the movie works, thanks to its odd-couple chemistry and artfully thrown-together air. Last week, while everyone was speculating whether Wall-E director Andrew Stanton could successfully deliver his first live-action hit (answer: no) with John Carter, absolutely no one was speculating whether Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs co-directors Phil Lord and Christopher Miller were up to the demands of their live-action feature debut. They were.

What puts 21 Jump Street ahead of the Starsky & Hutch movie a few years back, for example, is a simple matter of modesty and scale. Early on, Tatum’s character Jenko, stuck on bike patrol with his friend and partner Schmidt (Hill), mutters: “I really thought this job would have more car chases and explosions.” They come eventually, of course. But getting there is well over half the fun, because the script, by Scott Pilgrim vs. the World adapter Michael Bacall, charts the shifting landscape of high school cliques and dynamics in very clever ways.

Jenko and Schmidt weren’t friends in high school, as we learn in the prologue. Jenko was the jock triumphant and a lousy student, and Schmidt (sporting an impressive mouthful of braces) spent most of his waking hours being embarrassed by his parents. A few years later, graduating from the police academy together, they’ve become pals, leaving enough of their high school selves behind to bridge the former social gap. They’re ready, in other words, to test their friendship by going back to high school, undercover, assigned by their superior (Ice Cube, snarling every second) to arrest the dealers and suppliers of a new synthetic drug.

The school yearbook maven, played by Dave (brother of James) Franco, is the connection. Schmidt lands the lead in the school musical (Peter Pan), while Jenko struggles to learn basic science, no picnic for a guy who never memorized the Miranda rights. “You have a right to remain an attorney,” he tells a perp at one point.

The idea behind Jenko and Schmidt’s disorientation relates to how much high school has changed in a short time. “Environmental awareness, being tolerant … if only I’d been born 10 years later!” Schmidt says, awestruck. The movie takes the romance between Schmidt and the dealer’s sometime girlfriend (Brie Larson, a great match for Hill’s easygoing delivery) more seriously than you expect, which is also true of the tetchy friendship between our heroes, the cops lost in John Hughesville.

The drug humor in 21 Jump Street carries its own distinction, in that it’s actually humor. Cornered by the dealer, desperate not to have their cover blown, Jenko and Schmidt ingest the potentially deadly hallucinogen. Side effect No. 3 is “over-falsity of confidence,” illustrated by Schmidt’s riotous acts of competitive sabotage on the track field, and by Jenko’s hyperviolent drum solo in band class.

We’re not talking The Philadelphia Story here. It’s too bad 21 Jump Street settles for a familiar mixture of action, gore and slack pacing for its final half-hour. But if any of what I have described above sounds amusing to you, well … you have the right to remain an attorney.

21 Jump Street (R) ★★★☆☆

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