Superbad

Superbad. Wonderfully awkward and painfully funny, this film just proves that everything Judd Apatow touches turns to gold. Having been a follower of Apatow and co. all the way back when Freaks and Geeks was still on the air, it's really nice - and really refreshing - to see good, talented people finally getting success in this business.
Apatow didn't direct this one - taking the helm is independent filmmaker Greg Mottola, who hasn't directed a feature since 1996's The Daytrippers. Mottola gives the film a little edge, shooting in harsh light and throwing in some handheld camerawork, in direct contrast to Apatow's comparatively slick and polished productions. This gives the film a sense of immediacy, and helps to hide the film's somewhat low budget (reported to be $18 million - and this movie has lots of exterior night photography).
The screenplay (co-written by co-star and frequent Apatow collaborator Seth Rogen) doesn't quite have the sophistication of Apatow's writing, but it's still pretty damn good. While Apatow is nearing closer and closer to dramatic work (which, in my opinion, is a great move and it's what I eventually see him progressing to), this film is strictly in the realm of comedy, although it's also touching in its own way. While Knocked Up was the better film overall, this one will probably score higher with people looking for an out-and-out comedy. It's safe to say that you probably won't have a better time at the movies this year.
(Oh, and P.S. - guess who had a little cameo? Krumholtz!)