A Guy Thing
WHAT'S IT ABOUT?
Paul Coleman (Lee) wakes up one fine morning after his bachelor party with a cute blonde (Stiles), but things get out of hand when our boy finds out that "blondie" is his fiancée's cousin. Wacky, totally unbelievable and definitely not funny situations arise for the next hour and 41 minutes. This movie is very special because it marks the 30th time this tired idea has been used in a supposed romantic comedy.
IS IT A GOOD MOVIE?
“Holy waste of time Batman, what a ridiculously awful and boring film experience this was!” “It’s okay Robin...after they greenlit a sequel to SCOOBY-DOO nothing surprises me anymore”. What a waste of film! The writers and producers of this trash didn’t even try to make it original and funny. What do I mean by that? Consider the inclusion of the umpteenth “somebody stashes pot in the food and all the adults get high” gag. Like I said, fresh out of ideas. I’m a big Jason Lee fan, but even he manages to lose all his charm in this waste of space camouflaged as a DVD. I didn’t laugh once at his antics and I’m generally an easy laugh when it comes to Lee.
In fact, the humor-- if you want to call it that-- is just plain lazy and childish (I’ve seen sitcom writers put more effort in trying to squeeze out laughs). I laughed a total of three times (I counted, there was nothing else to keep my interest) during this movie and the rest of time I had my jaw right on the floor. It was there from the shock I experienced from seeing the same old routine of a completely uninteresting guy trying to patch things up with a girl he has no interest in to begin with. To top it all off, Lee and Stiles didn’t even have much of a connection and it was pretty obvious to me that Joe Hollywood was throwing darts at the young actors A-List when casting this s**t and these three suckers were the lucky losers. This so-called movie is a sick way of trying to steal movie lovers' money away from them and it does so by combining lousy dialogue with a tinge of cliché and a heavy dose of boring. Skip this turd, it sucks!
For some reason unknown to me, they went nuts on the extras here. Didn’t this movie sink at the box-office? There are 7 deleted scenes and 3 alternate endings available for your enjoyment. I watched all of these and they bored me to tears. It would’ve been cooler if they had cut all 145 scenes and eliminated the ending and the movie altogether. An audio commentary with the director, Lee, Stiles, Blair and Thomas Lennon is available as well. These guys should’ve been having this much fun on the set instead of on the commentary track. Next up is “Inside A Guy Thing”, an 18-minute long interview montage with cast and crew. I laughed my ass off listening to the writers discuss how they allowed improvisation and brainstormed on set for some of the side-splitting gags in the film. What planet are these jokers from?
Bachelor Party Confidential is another “fun” featurette which allows cast &crew to once again give their 1 cent on their own experiences/thoughts on this sacred guy ritual. This feature is great especially if you fast-forward through it entirely. “Groovy Gravy” is another five-minute saga which goes behind the scenes of the aforementioned “pot” gag. These jerks actually think this is an innovative idea! Shame on them. You also have the option of turning on a fun fact pop-up, which would bore you with interesting tidbits about the making of this movie as it’s playing. They also went to the trouble of putting together an “Are We Made For Each Other?” Interactive Quiz, which in case your girlfriend hasn’t dumped you already for renting this garbage, you might want to play together just so she has even more reasons to dump your ass. A gag reel, photo gallery and movie trailers round out this barrage of extras not worthy of this throwaway!
Please don’t rent this movie. It has zero redeeming qualities and it’ll put you in a foul mood on top of it all. It’s a perfect example of what happens when all of the used up, thrown out lousy ideas somehow get dug up and pasted back together on celluloid. I’ll never get those 101 minutes of my life back, but I’ll be damned if someone else has to endure this torture. Blech!