21 December 2012

Midlife critical mass

This Is 40

Crit
I may have said this before, but Judd Apatow has made a nearly great film here, incising the fine line between love and hate with an X-acto blade and suturing to every laugh (of which there are many) an equal and opposite grimacing groan. And then after tough and tough and tough and tough, just when you fear he's going to go soft on devoted combatants Pete (Paul Rudd) and Debbie (Leslie Mann), he . . . goes soft on 'em.

Still, a much better film than most people would make from this raw material, and the performances of teen Maude and teeny Iris Apatow suggest that the Apatow household is a damn good repertory company. And then there's Albert Brooks finding yet another interesting way to be a character that only he could play.
Trailers
  • Admission--Fey and Rudd, directed by Paul Weitz; got a better formula for irresistible?
  • The Heat--God, this looks so dumb that I'm ashamed to admit how much I laughed. Melissa McCarthy kicks that canard about women not being funny right in that funny part of the male anatomy to be kicked in.

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