Reading the AV Club’s review of Van Wilder: The Rise Of Taj, I came across this bit of plot summary:
On a mission to unstuff the stuffed shirts at Camford University, a small British college of the highest academic esteem, Penn arrives to a cool greeting from the campus’ snootiest social group, which treats his admission letter as a practical joke.
The plot itself doesn’t interest me — nor does the movie* — but that “Camford University” business is amusing, as if the screenwriters simply said, “There’s Oxford. There’s Cambridge. Let’s magically combine them to create a single fictional, won’t-get-us-sued location! Genius!”
I wonder in Taj will do his post-graduate study back home at Stanvard or Yaleumbia.
* The best Scott Tobias can say for the film, really, is that “it’s still shit, but with a sweeter odor than usual.” No thanks.
Well, Oxbridge was already taken. Besides, I suspect that it’s the sort of movie that couldn’t have withstoof the reality of an actual university. I’m just impressed that they managed to pack two half truths into the title (the only claim to the NatLamp mantle these producers have is financial, and of course, it contains no actual Van Wilder).
You’ve got to admit, though…”Camford” is sort of stupidly clever.