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Tuesday, May 6, 2014

You ready to take a piss?

I'm married. And I have kids. According to Movies, I'm:
  1. secretly miserable, mired in an increasingly stale routine
  2. totally envious of my douchey, non-married friends, who have sex all the time (even on weeknights!)
  3. basically a virgin again, as it's been so long since I've had sex with anyone
Well, f--k you Movies, because also according to you, after an hour or so examining those awful truths, it will turn out that I:
  1. am too focused on the negatives, and am ignoring the great beauty of my simple, yet rewarding life
  2. don't realize how unhappy those friends of mine are, and they actually long to be me
  3. love my wife more than anything, and that we will soon rekindle that passion in a stunning grand gesture
Why do I hate this poster so much? Oh, it's because I'm the top guy.
Despite this dead horse being beaten routinely since the dawn of time (or at least bad cinema), The Change-Up takes yet another crack at the all too-familiar story hinted above. The only innovation to the tired grown-man envy story, if you can call it that, is the entirety of the Freaky Friday plot has been lifted, and then sprinkled with a little bit of Big for good measure. But instead of a young Lindsay Lohan and that lovable goofball, Josh Baskins, we're left with the nightmarishly handsome duo of Jason Bateman and Ryan Reynolds. Not a bad pair, when you think about it.

No, the real fault of this life-swapping 'comedy' is the ridiculous script, too reliant in easy gags and f-bombs versus anything remotely insightful. Now, I realize that people don't fire up a flick like this one for the human drama, but I was hoping for a few more genuine laughs. But, to be fair, I did almost piss myself during a shit scene. Um, if that makes sense.