31 More Days of Horror: Jennifer's Body (2009)

Jennifer (Megan Fox) has a nice one. And her little body stands out in the little hamlet of Devil’s Kettle. With her BFF Needy (Amanda Seigfried), the two share an unspoken bond. After an unusual run-in with a Satan-worshipping emo band (gloriously led by Adam Brody), Jennifer comes home with an insatiable appetite for her coeds.

Jennifer’s Body, the latest offering from Diablo Cody, is a slang-filled campy romp that’s more satire than horror.

Megan Fox can’t act; lucky for us no one asked her to. Playing her voluptuous self, Fox is right on target. She’s perfectly vicious when needed and otherwise obnoxious when not. Amanda Seigfried is every normal girl who ever wanted to be Megan. It’s Adam Brody that steals the show in the few scenes we find him. Each one is perfectly over-the-top. His guy-lined emo Nicolai (He was nearly too close to Brandon Flowers for comfort) is the perfect caricature of every pseudo-Pete Wentz that ever walked.

The scares and gore are few. Cody’s screenplay is ultimately the film’s undoing. Smart, funny dialogue—complete with newly coined Cody-speak—takes away from any tension director Karyn Kusama tries for. Thankfully the English language will not be raped by Cody-speak this time. So idiot euphemisms for ‘salty’, ‘lime green jello’ and ‘lesbigay’ will die with the adult audience.

Jennifer’s Body is a PG-13 flick with an R rating. Clichéd in spots, wickedly funny in others, the film is a mixed, albeit entertaining, bag. Borrow the DVD for a cheap thrill.