The above line is quite possibly the most succinct, lacerating pop music critique ever uttered in the history of film. And if you think it’s funny, by all means go see Judd Apatow’s Knocked Up. And if you don’t think it’s funny, rent yourself a sense of humor and go see Judd Apatow’s Knocked Up.
Funny is funny – the razor sharp writing here has to be singled out – there are dozens of laugh out loud moments including a pink eye dissertation that had me convulsing so violently I popped a contact.
There’s no arty-farty pretensions here (sorry Doc) – you get frank, often crude discussions regarding every kind of sex, babies, music, relationships, beauty myths, internet sex, pink eye (and its root cause), drugs, love, fantasy baseball, pregnant sex, celebrity obsessed TV, fatherly advice, earthquakes, Stephen Hawking, Matthew Fox, Speilberg's Munich, movie sex, racial prejudice, Manson, Scorsese, mushrooms, Ryan Seacrest, Vegas, and then… more sex.
It’s an uncommonly good representation of that insular, mocking in-joke world of any tight-knit group of guys that bond together for 10 minutes or 50 years (think Entourage without the money)… and it’s a totally satisfying romantic comedy. Seth Rogen and Katherine Heigl (Izzy from Grey’s Anatomy and kee-rist is she gorgeous) are pitch perfect as the two leads whose worlds shouldn’t intersect but for one night in a bar – and instructions taken too literally during foreplay.
If a movie that includes a guy sporting a Tom Waits Rain Dogs t-shirt, Tom Petty’s Damn The Torpedoes wall-mounted as cultural artifact, The Clash’s "Police on My Back" blaring from the theater’s speakers plus Loudon Wainwright III acting and singing doesn’t pique your interest, then maybe you should get out more.
This is the most fun I’ve had at the movies since Almost Famous. I can think of no higher praise.
Funny is funny – the razor sharp writing here has to be singled out – there are dozens of laugh out loud moments including a pink eye dissertation that had me convulsing so violently I popped a contact.
There’s no arty-farty pretensions here (sorry Doc) – you get frank, often crude discussions regarding every kind of sex, babies, music, relationships, beauty myths, internet sex, pink eye (and its root cause), drugs, love, fantasy baseball, pregnant sex, celebrity obsessed TV, fatherly advice, earthquakes, Stephen Hawking, Matthew Fox, Speilberg's Munich, movie sex, racial prejudice, Manson, Scorsese, mushrooms, Ryan Seacrest, Vegas, and then… more sex.
It’s an uncommonly good representation of that insular, mocking in-joke world of any tight-knit group of guys that bond together for 10 minutes or 50 years (think Entourage without the money)… and it’s a totally satisfying romantic comedy. Seth Rogen and Katherine Heigl (Izzy from Grey’s Anatomy and kee-rist is she gorgeous) are pitch perfect as the two leads whose worlds shouldn’t intersect but for one night in a bar – and instructions taken too literally during foreplay.
If a movie that includes a guy sporting a Tom Waits Rain Dogs t-shirt, Tom Petty’s Damn The Torpedoes wall-mounted as cultural artifact, The Clash’s "Police on My Back" blaring from the theater’s speakers plus Loudon Wainwright III acting and singing doesn’t pique your interest, then maybe you should get out more.
This is the most fun I’ve had at the movies since Almost Famous. I can think of no higher praise.
3 comments:
Comparing it to Almost Famous is EXTREMELY high praise...I'm almost afraid to go see it at this point...the raves have been scary good...
AGREED. I saw it a couple weekends ago and I can't remember the last time I enjoyed a movie so much.
You had me at the subject line...
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