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The story, in short, turns on a psycho shopping mall security chief, Ronnie Seth Rogen, putting the lump into lumpen proletariat , who rules his retail roost with a Taser, a trigger-hair temper and some smiley-faced sycophants. Like the pettiest of dictators, Ronnie preys on the weak in the service of power in this case the mall itself. The standard line about Mr. The comedies of the Farrelly brothers and Judd Apatow hinge on a similar misfit-turned-hero dynamic, but Mr. Hill adds a nasty twist to the formula.

The ink-dark comedy Observe and Report is a movie designed to push buttons. But one scene in particular seems to be pushing too hard. At dinner, Ronni had plied his date with Valium washed down with tequila shots to the point where she pukes and passes out. You bet.

An anonymous flasher exposes himself to shoppers in the Forest Ridge Mall parking lot. The head of mall security, Ronnie Barnhardt, makes it his mission to apprehend the offender. However, while Ronnie is ostensibly well-intentioned and valiant in his own mind, in reality he appears to be an emotionally unstable individual with vigilante tendencies, apparently experiencing bipolar disorder and displaying violent ideation , among other problems. The criminal activity at the mall continues as the flasher exposes himself to make-up counter worker Brandi and a masked robber causes property damage at a shoe store. In both instances, Detective Harrison, a police detective, arrives to investigate.

Threatening to derail the rise of star Seth Rogen, the aggressively off-kilter black comedy invites us into the life of Ronnie Barnhardt, a scowling bipolar security guard at a generic shopping mall laughing yet? At which point Hill shows him having sex with her drooling, unconscious body. Yet a few moments after the film has revealed itself to be that rarest of cinematic beasts, the studio-backed rape comedy, she half-rouses - uttering just enough foul-mouthed encouragement to convey that a she's awake and b kind of likes it like that. If you're laughing now, or feeling that in some way the envelope of staid convention has been subversively pushed, then you're clearly on one side of the debate that's blown up this week, one that's ranged from Hill's film in particular to the age-old question of where any of our lines should be drawn in goading and insulting one's audience.