Tonally, it's all over the map. It starts out oddly dated in its 90s humor, very "Something About Mary," with wildly off-center black humor, bizarre riffs (the Cena in bed sequence is very "Mary," and absolutely nothing like anything that follows it); and then becomes James L. Brooks (somewhere between "Terms" and "As Good as It Gets") before settling into solid Apatow-ville. Along the way, there are wonderful things, for me, the office sequences, which Swinton and company make something genuinely satiric (and those scenes have some of the better lines. "If this is a one-woman show, I didn't get a ticket.")
Unlike everyone else here, I actually had rather low expectations, the trailer and print ads didn't much excite me. It looked like the old Blake Edwards Bruce Willis Kim Bassinger "Blind Date" movie. And is about as evolved. A drunk woman wasn't cool then, now she's cool til she isn't, then she's cooler still when she knows she's no longer as cool as she was when she was doing cool things, like, you know, too much. Like most Brooks films (I know, it's not Brooks, but that middle is so Brooks it lingers, like a day old potsticker) it feels longest when it should be tightening. Still, Tilda is awfully watchable.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling
Updated On: 7/20/15 at 01:12 PM