Lisa Johnson’s Gail Daughtry and the Celebrity Sex Pass review took hours to write, because she was repeatedly interrupted by fits of lascivious laughter and lingering libidinous lines.

The title pretty much sums up the movie — if you know what a Celebrity Sex Pass involves. And those who are aware will giggle about it and be shocked at how many people don’t have a clue.

The friendly neighbor sitting next to me in the preview screening revealed before the film started that she had no idea. Then after the film when she had been enlightened, I asked her who hers would be. She batted her eyelashes and told me it would be her husband, who was sitting right next to her. Sweet, slippery girl.

Just so we can be sure we’re all in the same page, a Celebrity Sex Pass is permission from your partner to, ahem, get up close and personal with the famous person of your choice—the one person it would be okay to sleep with other than your spouse, should the opportunity arise.

The obvious assumption is that there’s no way in hell you’re ever going to get near that person, and even if you did, the chances of you sleeping with him or her are likely less than zero. Especially in my husband’s case. He wants a CSP for Myrna Loy. So cute! I, on the other hand, have Chris Hemsworth at the top of my list, whom I’ve run across from time to time in my capacity as an entertainment journalist and film critic.

Which brings us to the film. An excruciatingly perky and sugar-coated couple practically skip arm in arm down the perfect little street of their small town in Kansas, discussing their eminent wedding plans. Somehow they get on the subject of the Celebrity Sex Pass and playfully start discussing it. He, of course, says “you!” but with some prodding he ultimately admits it would be…let’s just say a good Friend.

She (the titular Gail Daughtry, played to pristine perfection by Zooey Deutch), offers that hers would be Jon Hamm.

When her fiancé’s opportunity arises within the hour and he quite hilariously takes full advantage of it, what else is an angry and hurt Gail to do but run off to LA with her best fellow hairstylist friend Otto and to a to attempt to try a slice of that hunky Hamm?

Know from the beginning that this is a broad, wildly silly sex comedy, with ridiculous people doing outrageously ridiculous things, which is half the fun. The oddball reactions, the lack of filters and the bizarre capers don’t all land, but enough of them do to keep the amusement factor high for the film’s entire 92 minutes, which is a blessedly short and savvy run time in this day and age.

Gail Daughtry and the Celebrity Sex Pass review — a contemporary take

But this is not just an outlandish sexcapade. About a quarter of the way into it, I realized it’s a contemporarily humorous take on The Wizard of Oz. As Gail and her buddy, whose name utilizes the same letters as Toto, make their way through Hollywood in ruby red shoes, she picks up traveling companions uniquely akin to Dorothy’s favorite sidekicks. I’m especially entranced with John Slattery’s version of the Cowardly Lion.

Celebrity appearances and supporting performances abound, from the likes of Jon Hamm (natch), Ben Wang, Ken Marino, Milez Gutierrez-Riley, Henry Winkler, Paul Rudd, Elizabeth Banks, “Weird Al” Yankcovic, Penn Gillette, Robert Herjavec , Fred Melamed, Richard Kind, Elizabeth Perkins and the aforementioned Friend, many playing themselves.

If you don’t recognize some of those names, you will recognize their faces.

While David Wain’s directing style is a bit uneven and the timing is off occasionally, he’s still able to pull off a fabulously fluffy and eccentric sex comedy—one of the best kinds of guilty pleasure. It’s not exactly the type of film your grandma would enjoy, but I dare you and your bestie not to laugh.

Rated R

1 Hour 33 Minutes

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Lisa Johnson’s Gail Daughtry and the Celebrity Sex Pass review took hours to write, because she was repeatedly interrupted by fits of lascivious laughter and lingering libidinous lines.