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Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Our Idiot Brother, or A Bro and His Dog.
I don't know about you, but when I see that Paul Rudd has a new movie coming out, I immediately make associations to films like 40 Year Old Virgin, Knocked Up, Role Models, and I Love You, Man. This certainly isn't a resume to be ashamed of, but these films--some of Rudd's most popular--will incite many viewers to expect Our Idiot Brother to fall into a genre it most certainly does not exist in.
Our Idiot Brother is not an ad-libbed buddy comedy. If you're hoping for Seth Rogen to show up and tell Paul Rudd three different reasons why he's gay, you'll be sadly disappointed. No, what we have here is more of a (500) Days of Summer, or a Little Miss Sunshine. It's a family-centered (but not family-friendly) comedy attempting to swoon white people who use the term "dramedy."
And it works. Our Idiot Brother is, by no means, anything special, but amidst a particularly dry summer offering, it dulls the hurt.
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