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Blu-ray Review: “I Love You, Man”

51fVV2Loh5L._SCLZZZZZZZ_[1]I Love You, Man (Paramount, 2009)
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Guys are always trying to find new ways of meeting women, but it’s an often-ignored fact that it can be just as difficult for guys to meet guys — at least ones they feel comfortable hanging out with on a regular basis. If, for example, you’re a pop culture writer who moves to a rural part of New England and finds himself surrounded by men who work as plumbers and tree excavators, social gatherings tend to be one long blur of gulped beer and stilted conversation. The standard-issue romantic comedy, meanwhile, is awfully tired — which means John Hamburg’s I Love You, Man, starring Paul Rudd as a lifelong “girl’s guy” in search of platonic male companionship, is a film whose time has come.

Rudd’s character, Los Angeles Realtor Peter Klaven, is a happy guy; in fact, he isn’t even really aware of the sausage deficiency in his social circle until he gets engaged to Zooey (the very funny Rashida Jones) and has to start figuring out who’s going to stand up for him at the wedding — and balance out her gaggle of friends in the bridal party. This leads to a desperate search for a suitable best man — one that finds him fielding potential bromantic companions from his brother (Andy Samberg), the Web, and Zooey herself, but ultimately ends in a chance encounter with Sidney Fife (Jason Segel), a self-described investment consultant whose laid-back demeanor and love of Rush is the perfect match for Peter’s terminal awkwardness. (more…)

DVD Review: “Forgetting Sarah Marshall”

Forgetting Sarah Marshall (2008)
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It’s become awfully fashionable to hate on his movies all of a sudden, but personally, I still regard the words “a Judd Apatow production” as a harbinger of moderate-to-gutbusting laughs, not an excuse to lament the rise of schlubby slackers in top-grossing comedies. Given that I have a pair of toddlers in my house, and given that my house is located 20 minutes from the nearest sad strip-mall cineplex, I see relatively few films during their theatrical runs — but I did manage to catch Knocked Up last summer, and I particularly enjoyed Jason Segel’s turn as Seth Rogen’s casually lecherous roommate, so I’ve been looking forward to seeing Forgetting Sarah Marshall for months.

Lo and behold, what should arrive at my house but an advance copy of the three-disc collector’s edition of Forgetting Sarah Marshall? Hooray and hallelujah. I may have spent eight hours last week listening to new albums from Jessica Simpson and the New Kids on the Block, but this job has its perks, too.

But I digress. If you haven’t seen it, you only want to know whether Sarah Marshall sucks; if you have, you’re just waiting to hear whether the bonus materials are worth your $20. I’m here to help. (more…)