Film Reviews, Words

Once again, like Our Idiot Brother, Paul Rudd is the heart (and laughs) of a mediocre comedy. Rudd, one of my favorite actors, who I will eternally believe is a sweet muffinhead despite any evidence to the contrary, does what he can with the material. He gives a pep talk to himself in the mirror that provides the only belly laughs I had the entire film and proves he is willing to completely embarrassing himself on screen. Too bad the rest of the gags fall short in director David Wain’s newest film, despite his resume of Wet Hot American Summer, Role Models, and The State.