One bright sunny morning, Nicholas Stoller (co-writer of the famous Hollywood comedy ‘Fun with Dick and Jane’) woke up and thought to himself, ‘Why don’t I do something stupid today?’. Thus, “Forgetting Sarah Marshall” exists.
Composer Peter Bretter’s (Jason Segel) television star girlfriend, Sarah Marshall (Kristen Bell) walks in and ends their FIVE YEAR LONG relationship, leaving Jason to fall flat on his face.
Later, he flies off to Miami and checks into the same goddamn hotel as Sarah and her ‘current boyfriend’, singer Alduos Snow (Russell Brand). What follows are a number of odd awkward meetings between the exes, a receptionist who is more than willing to help a complete stranger for the lamest reason a person can think of in under 15 seconds, absurd random characters whose purpose in the movie is as big a mystery as the movie’s existence.
Hawaii is beautiful. Hawaii is exotic. Hawaii is one of the few things that makes “Forgetting Sarah Marshall” work; that and the hot receptionist, Rachel Jansen (Mila Kunis).
The entire movie revolves around the concept of predictability. They’ve taken predictability to a new level, and made it boring predictability. Its like 'guess which direction the sun is gonna rise from?'. The story lacks perfection or sudden twists, or any twists. There isn’t single scene that makes you go, “Oh! I’m not gonna forget that for a long time”, except for the uncalled for nudity and the passionless sex scenes. Boys, boys, don’t get excited about the nudity; it wasn’t Kristen bell, it was Jason Segel. I am yet to recover from the shock.
What made IMDB give it a 7.6 star rating? It might have been Mila Kunis’ picture on the wall of the men’s loo, or the fact that Kristen Bell walked around looking sexy and dumb. Sarcasm aside, part of the credit definitely goes to Jonah Hill, who plays a waiter, Matthew. His very presence makes “Forgetting Sarah Marshall” worth a watch. It’s a pity that his role was limited to just a handful of scenes. Russell Brand isn’t even mention worthy. His acting skills are as laid back as his character.
Certain scenes in the movie redefine emptiness. The soundtracks are as good as non-existent. The main soundtrack in the movie, that is supposed to give it its ultimate oomph, is a badly sung Dracula nursery rhyme. “Inside you” was ok-ish.
Conclusion:
If you enjoy watching men flash their private parts, cry like babies at every available opportunity and get carried away by stupidity, men practice sex with over-sized chess pieces, this is a must watch!
Rating:
3.6/10
(I just added the .6 because IMDB did it, I was gonna stop at 3, I swear!)
