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Director: Nicholas Stoller
Starring: Jason Segal, Kristen Bell, Mila Kunis, Aldous Snow, Jonah Hill
Yes, penis lovers, rejoice, for there is another oh-so-funny ball-dropping event, thanks to Hollywood’s most prolific comedy creator, these days, Judd Apatow. Since leaving an illustrious TV career in 2003, producer Judd Apatow has come up with a formula for creating appealing comedy projects without the expense of big name performers or directors. Forgetting Sarah Marshall is the next car in Judd Apatow’s train to success. First time director Nicholas Stoller takes a pretty decent story with likable characters played by a largely unfamiliar cast and manages to make an enjoyable feature out of it all.
Jason Segal is Peter Bretter, a TV music score composer with a famous TV star girlfriend named Sarah Marshall (Kristen Bell). Yup, life is good for Peter. Well, at least until Sarah rips his life apart by dumping him for a rock star. God, I hate it when that happens. Anyway, Peter decides that a Hawaiian vacation is just the thing to take his mind off of his heartbreak. Unfortunately, after arriving, and meeting the beautiful desk clerk, Rachel (Mila Kunis), Peter finds out that the other guests include the rock star, Aldous Snow and his new squeeze, Sarah. Things pretty much progress just as you think they will from there, but there are some laughs along the way, including a neat scene where they talk about a film that Sarah’s character has just made. Her performer, Kristen Bell actually made a movie exactly like that.
Forgetting Sarah Marshall the girl might be tricky, but forgetting the movie probably won’t be. There is nothing new to offer here, but that is not to say its a bad movie. It isn’t. This is enjoyable familiar fare with pretty girls, funny guys and a few clever lines. What else can you ask from a Friday night film?
