Yes, in high school I was part of the drama department. A lot of plays and musicals. Nothing like this. Dare I say the closest thing were those fictional productions by Rushmore‘s (affiliate link) Max Fischer. Any film geek worth his salt would understand.
Supposedly the below is a school play from Bartonville, IL. For about 300 reasons, I don’t believe it. But I want to and therefore I will. We see several elementary school students bring under-age life to some of the toughest mobsters to ever grace the screen. A mound of popcorn stands in for Scarface’s (affiliate link) cocaine stash, words like fudge, son of a B, and motherfudger replace the adult versions. The overall result is cute, yet has the bitter after-taste of Little Miss Sunshine-style (affiliate link) beauty pageants. You keep watching, but think my gosh they’re corrupting our youth for my momentary pleasure.
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