For Mac (Seth Rogen), this is 30. Burdened with the crushing debt and responsibility that accompanies homeownership, he's nevertheless perfectly content raising his infant daughter and occasionally milking—yes, milking—his wife, Kelly (Rose Byrne), in a puerile sequence that confirms screenwriters Andrew J. Cohen and Brendan O'Brien as Apatow acolytes without the bother of IMDb searches. However, when a frat, ruled by hedonistic brohams Zac Efron and David Franco, moves in next door, Mac's suburban idyll is shattered and he’s thrust into an escalating turf war. Director Nicholas Stoller manages to instill a propulsive pace to the brinksmanship, but he sacrifices some narrative rhythm in the process. (One lapse in concentration and you'll miss Mac and Kelly's whirlwind separation.) And while Neighbors
occasionally resorts to measures every bit as desperate as Mac's (see the aforementioned milking), the cast rises to the lowbrow occasion. Given the recurring onscreen debates about who’s the best Batman, it's rather fitting that Mac, a former baller, should ultimately have to wrestle with The Dark Knight
's assertion that, “You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” Though a number of the flick’s jokes land, the sincere endorsement of embracing adulthood provides its telling blow.