Canada has long passive-aggressively lorded its sense of superiority over America—sitting up there with a tolerant smile on its face, quietly working a jigsaw puzzle while the U.S. always works itself into a bother, like our nation’s gentle, friendly waving Presbyterian neighbor to the north. But that image is just an illusion, one that’s set to come crashing down with the release of the Toronto-based Lake Shore, which ups the ante on all those other Jersey Shore knock-offs in development by not limiting itself to one group of embarrassing stereotypes but rather eight different kinds, all helpfully identified by “nicknames” such as “The Italian,” “The Turk,” “The Jew,” and “The Pole.” That way it’s extra sociological.