The American Pie Gang’s All Back Together, Sorta

Universal has released the first pictures and teaser (which consists of a series of still pictures – watch it below) for American Reunion. Which, for the record, is a semi-reboot/sequel which picks up the storyline of the third movie and ignores the last four direct-to-DVD sequels (here’s a handy chart). As you can see, the gang’s all back together: Sh*tbrick, Pie F*cker, Flute Pussy, Jizz Drinker, Beardy, Whatsherface… pretty much everyone except Natasha Lyonne. But TooFab does report that both she and Shannon Elizabeth are confirmed for the sequel. So I have to assume she’s either passed out behind a dumpster like a raccoon, or threatening to have sex with someone’s dog again.

Official Synopsis:

In the comedy American Reunion, all the American Pie characters we met a little more than a decade ago are returning to East Great Falls for their high-school reunion. In one long-overdue weekend, they will discover what has changed, who hasn’t and that time and distance can’t break the bonds of friendship.

It was summer 1999 when four small-town Michigan boys began a quest to lose their virginity. In the years that have passed, Jim and Michelle married while Kevin and Vicky said goodbye. Oz and Heather grew apart, but Finch still longs for Stifler’s mom. Now these lifelong friends have come home as adults to reminisce about – and get inspired by – the hormonal teens who launched a comedy legend.

The story of this film is actually a lot like the Royal Tenenbaums. A group of young prodigies made headlines while they were still teenagers, and for a while they were the talk of the town, and everyone marveled at their enormous potential. But then they all just gradually flamed out — Chris Klein walked through the raindrops in Street Fighter and had that awesome Mamma Mia audition, Jason Biggs made a rom-com where Eva Longoria was a ghost and another with Dane Cook, Stifler went to rehab, Tara Reid took drugs and got bad implants, and Mena Suvari got bangs. But now they’re back under one roof, trying to put back the pieces and figure out what went wrong. Maybe that’s where Natasha Lyonne comes in — she crashes her car into the reunion party high on mescaline with her face painted like a Mexican wrestler muttering “Wildcat.” I could see it.