Went and saw Clerks II today (sucked it up and went by myself because my desire to see the movie override my dislike of going to movies by myself) and it was sooooooooooooo good. I mean, I knew I was going to like it anyway because Kevin Smith is the local boy done good and therefore anything he does is teh good. But it went far above and beyond my expectations, dealing with the guys twelve years later and feeling like the world has left them behind. I think it hit close to home for me because I can see myself and my friends in Dante and Randal, wondering what the hell we're going to do with our lives next? It's the power of being best friends, what can I say. I won't spoil the movie for anyone (aside from saying if you get a little squicky about bestiality, there's one scene you may want to advert your eyes for until it cuts away) but I left the movie smiling like an idiot and have kept doing so all day.
And dude, it took place in Jersey. The mothership. They drove down a road I traveled myself nearly every day I lived there and pointed and giggled. And of-fucking-course, they had to put the whacking off clown in there. Only in Jersey.