Let me just clear one thing up, lest there be any confusion a few paragraphs down the page. The Sitter isn’t a great film. In all likelihood, it may not even be a very good film. But the mostly-praise you’re about to read about this movie is a reflection of the fact that despite its deficiencies — and they are many — this film is a dumb comedy made by smart people who know how to make you have fun despite what might be in your best interest.

When I was around ten or eleven, all I really wanted for Christmas was a glaive. Now, if you immediately found yourself thinking, “Well, who didn’t want a badass magical throwing weapon that looked like a jeweled starfish with knife blades, as featured in the 1983 box-office fantasy bomb Krull,” then you’ve already passed the first trial in your quest to determine if you’re part of the fairly narrow target audience for Your Highness. If you have no idea what I’m talking about, we may have to move on to other potential fan groups for this film, such as devotees of Your Highness star and co-writer Danny McBride’s Eastbound and Down. Still nothing? Well, if you like getting high, this party’s for you, too: “Highness” doesn’t just refer to the McBride character’s regal lineage.