Forgetting Sarah Marshall

I’m a little late telling you about this, but we did watch Forgetting Sarah Marshall some weeks ago (October 15th!). The movie follows our protagonist, “Fat Dude.” Now, a word of warning: if you watch this movie, beware that the “Unrated” version has Fat Dude showing off his dick. A LOT. Like, if you thought that maybe you’d get to see Sarah Marshall’s goods (Kristen Bell, who IS hot), you’re almost out of luck. You get to see some side-boob at one part, but you’ll have to be inundated with lots of Fat Dude dick in order to get there.

The movie is alright. It’s not superb, it’s not overly funny. It’s not even really worth rushing out right now to go and rent. It’s not even really much of an all-out comedy. But it’s not bad. There’s things I liked about it, actually, mostly the sort-of surprise revelation that the protagonist is far from innocent. I don’t want to give it away, but he’s not a bad guy, it’s just that his relationship fell apart not solely because Sarah Marshall was a Bitch, but rather it was a combination of things, some of which were Fat Dude’s fault directly. After all, a relationship is two-people big (or more…), and both sides have to be involved and sacrifice & share & take responsibility, right?

Right. Most romantic comedies though, forgo this simple truth, and go for the easy-out, “the protagonist is all-good and the antagonist is all-bad” definition of relationship breakups. So I really respected that Sarah Marshall took a detour from that.

Still pretty dumb overall, though. I mean, they go out of their way to show that he’s not perfect in the scheme of things, but they fail to show him doing much to break out of his mold. And his life’s work? Well I’ll prepare you: it’s dumb. It’s corny. You’ll not even be able to laugh at it. Nor with it. It’s just dumb, and you wonder, why?

Maybe it’s the guys who wrote this trash; sort of their way at laughing at you for actually watching it.