Saturday, April 19, 2008

The movie: Forgetting Sarah Marshall.

First up: Michael Janusonis in the ProJo:

Billed as “the world’s first romantic disaster comedy,” Forgetting Sarah Marshall is a sometimes funny, sometimes uncomfortably icky movie about a schlub who thinks his life is ruined when he’s dumped by his TV star girlfriend.

Batting cleanup: A.O. Scott in the NYT:

One way to enjoy "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" - at least vicariously - is to think of the movie as the Judd Apatow Stock Company's Hawaiian vacation. Those pasty-faced funny guys have been working awfully hard over the past few years, so who can begrudge them a few weeks of surf, sun, babes and fun? I don't know if Apatow himself, a producer of this movie (the director is the first-timer Nicholas Stoller), went along for the trip. The members of his troupe managed to squeeze in enough work to placate the IRS, and also that segment of the audience, myself included, whose appetite for naturally sweetened raunch has not yet abated.

4/19/2008 11:37:01 PM by Not For Nothing | Comments [0] |  
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