At fortysomething, straight-laced Cal Weaver (Steve Carell) is living the dream–good job, nice house, great kids and marriage to his high school sweetheart. But when Cal learns that his wife, Emily (Julianne Moore), has cheated on him and wants a divorce, his “perfect” life quickly unravels. Worse, in today’s single world, Cal, who hasn’t dated in decades, stands out as the epitome of un-smooth. Now spending his free evenings sulking alone at a local bar, the hapless Cal is taken on as wingman and protege to handsome, thirtysomething player Jacob Palmer (Ryan Gosling). In an effort to help Cal get over his wife and start living his life, Jacob opens Cal’s eyes to the many options before him: flirty women, manly drinks and a sense of style that can’t be found at Supercuts or The Gap. Cal and Emily aren’t the only ones looking for love in what might be all the wrong places: Cal’s 13-year-old son, Robbie, is crazy about his 17-year-old babysitter, Jessica, who harbors a crush on Cal. And despite Cal’s makeover and his many new conquests, the one thing that can’t be made over is his heart, which seems to keep leading him back to where he began. (Source: Movie Web)
The first paragraph is pretty much the entire movie. It’s just like Valentine’s Day and Love Actually where every character is clueless on how to find love and there’s always the little kid who has more sense than all of the adults combined. Crazy, Stupid, Love has a handful of insanely funny scenes and equally insanely corny ones.
There are only 2 scenes in the movie that worth my money.
One, the scene where a rain-soaked Hanna (Emma Stone) enters the bar, charges Jacob, screaming “Yooouuuuu!!!” and kisses him. And then, of course, the succeeding scenes are why Jacob see her as a game-changer. That being my current ambition in life. Hahaha!
Two, the surprise at the Weaver’s garden (the one with the mini-golf set up) with the revelation that the characters’ lives are very much interconnected. This scene turns into a riot among the big men with all the women screaming. It sounds pretty ho-hum, but it’s just fun seeing Steve Carrell have his “revenge” on Ryan Gosling.
But stiiiiilllll. Like I said, it’s just like Valentine’s Day and Love Actually. The movie ends with the kid saying something “deep” about love and the adult says something to make the scene extra pathetic. Seriously, what is wrong with Hollywood film people? Why keep on making the same bs romantic-comedies over again? This formulaic execution has got to end! Please!
Here’s to hoping the upcoming love movie, New Year’s Eve will be as crazy but not as stupid as this one.
listening to: Tahiti 80 – Darlin’