Quartile rating: 5.5/10 · 1 rating
A young man awakens from a four-year coma to hear that his once virginal high-school sweetheart has since become a centerfold in one of the world's most famous men's magazines. He and his sex-crazed best friend decide to take a cross-country road trip in order to crash a party at the magazine's legendary mansion headquarters and win back the girl.
Miss March is a raunchy low-brow comedy that delivers exactly what its premise promises but little more. The plot is a thin road-trip framework with predictable beats and crude humor that rarely rises above its shock-value gags. The acting from the two leads (Zach Cregger and Trevor Moore, also the writers/directors) is energetic but amateurish, while supporting players like Craig Robinson provide some genuine laughs. Cinematography is functional and unremarkable, typical of low-budget comedy productions. Novelty is limited — the premise has a mildly clever hook (coma-virgin awakening) but the road-trip structure and Playboy mansion destination are entirely familiar territory, and the execution is derivative of other raunchy comedies of the era. The ending is conventional and unearned, wrapping up the romantic and comedic threads in a rushed, predictable fashion. Overall a forgettable entry in the late-2000s gross-out comedy cycle.