Idiocracy

Here we are, watching TPTB water the crops with Brawndo EVERY SINGLE DAY and a substantial chunk of the populace actively wondering why the rest of us are freaking out.

The whole film has a drab, somnambulant rhythm. Intentional or not, this is part of its genius.

The film is completely unique and its sci-fi bent is fully realized in a way that some sci-fi films fail to capture.

This demented look at destructive mass consumption barely approaches feature length. Still, Mike Judge dots each appealingly cheap scene with spastic sight gags and offers fiendishly hilarious, frighteningly plausible examples of cultural decay.

If the world is going to hell in any number of handbaskets -- as Judge so acutely demonstrates that it is -- you might as well hitch a ride in his.