I finally watched the whole thing from start to finish. I had turned it off the first time when I Rainn Wilson's freakish visage spewed things like "homeskillet" and "your eggo is preggo."
Well, the dialogue sucked. That's what killed the movie for me. They put all of my favorite things in it: Unca Herschell Gordon Lewis (you haven't lived until you've watched The Gore Gore Girls with the man and his ex-wife, who is still best friends with HGL!), Kozyndan (I own an original and two limited edition prints), things that look like other things (cheeseburger phone!), Belle & Sebastian, Kimya Dawson (seeing her live a few years back Sweat Records was AMAZING -- I got a Kimya Dawson loves me tee shirt and a sweaty hug!), the Sonic Youth cover of "Superstar" (I've been putting that on mix tapes and CDs since 1998), Michael Cera (I've had a crush on him since ever since he said, "Go fish! ...Uno!") And still, I the movie's a turd.
Yikes.