Childish laughs wear a little thin

Good Boys

(15, 90 mins)

★★★★★

Good boys go bad in director Gene Stupnitsky’s potty-mouthed coming-of-age comedy, a haphazard misadventure in the company of three pre-teen pals on the precipice of puberty.

Producers Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg traversed similarly messy territory in Superbad with older characters bound for college.

Max (Jacob Tremblay), Thor (Brady Noon) and Lucas (Keith L Williams) are founder members of The Bean Bag Boys, a crew of hormone-addled 12-year-olds who live on the same block.

They ride around the neighbourhood trying to act cool so they can avoid the most inglorious fate for any newly promoted sixth grader — becoming “a social piranha”.

To that end, Max is delighted to be personally invited to a kissing party thrown by cool kid Soren (Izaac Wang) and he persuades the host to add Thor and Lucas to the guest list.

There’s just one hitch — none of The Bean Bag Boys have ever locked lips with a girl before, and they worry that their inexperience will be their undoing.

Max has a brainwave — he will pilot his father’s drone and spy on Hannah (Molly Gordon), who lives down the street.

Unfortunately, Max crash-lands his old man’s prized gizmo and Hannah and gal pal Lilly (Midori Francis) hold the drone hostage.

Their chosen ransom is a bottle of ecstasy pills from Hannah’s knucklehead boyfriend, Benji (Josh Caras).

Good Boys relies heavily on sex toys for laughs and the novelty of these items in the hands of unsuspecting tykes does wear thin.

Tremblay, Noon and Williams pickpocket generous laughs with their escapades.

At almost every turn, they are blissfully unaware of the seriousness of their predicament apart from one set-piece, a madcap dash across three lanes of a fast-moving highway, that comes uncomfortably close to being misjudged.

Thankfully, the characters and Stupnitsky’s film emerge relatively unscathed.

DS