I just watched Good Luck Chuck with my girl(space)friend AH. Relax, we didn't pay for it; it was HBO on demand. The reason we watched it was because the movie description listed the actors as Troy Gentile and Connor Price. Who? I thought this was Dane Cook and Jessica Alba.
It is. Troy and Connor are in the movie for 5 minutes playing the young versions of Dane Cook's character and his loser dip-shit best friend. Their significance is minuscule. Glad we got that cleared up. Oh, and to clear up something else, Dane Cook's BFF in the movie (Dan Fogler) is not a grown-up Donkey Lips from Salute Your Shorts. Although, maybe you can see why I would have thought that.
Anyway, if there was an award for the most cliche, formulaic, and embarrassingly unfunny romantic comedy, this movie would win three in the same awards year. However, the real issue at hand seems to be the perpetuation of romantic ideals, as studied by the University of Edinburgh. I read an article on bbcnews.com several months ago that essentially blamed romantic comedies for our ill-conceived and poorly maintained relationships, explaining that "[m]arriage counsellors often see couples who believe that sex should always be perfect, and if someone is meant to be with you then they will know what you want without you needing to communicate it. We now have some emerging evidence that suggests popular media play a role in perpetuating these ideas in people's minds."
What's worse? Not only does a movie like Good Luck Chuck brainwash young girls into believing that their true love will buy 2 first class plane tickets to Antarctica because he doesn't know which of the two flights she's on in order to catch her at the last minute and pour his heart out in a last ditch effort to keep her from running away with her new "love interest"--who isn't a love interest at all, and the audience knows it, so there's no romantic suspense--but this movie will also lead many young fools into thinking that physical comedy and the repetitive shtick of sex-with-food is actually funny. (Spoiler alert: Fogler masturbates with grapefruit!)
America's future, nay--the world's future will be misled in thinking that someone as hot as Jessica Alba can have a nerdy, borderline annoying obsession with penguins, which makes it difficult for her to get dates and be sexy. And that it's normal to project your problems onto the penguins because their relationships to each other are so much like ours to each other. When a penguin loses its mate, they stop grooming and get depressed. Hey, Dane Cook stopped showering when Jessica Alba dumped him in the movie...that's called a parallel. And yes, it does mean that he really does love her.
People will think that the first time they have sex with someone will be fun and satisfying just because they're in love. (Another spoiler alert: romantic sex is not fun! It's high maintenance and more bells-and-whistles than moans-and-screams.)
Hell, they might even be misled into thinking that Dane Cook and Jessica Alba are good actors!
Call me a realist/pessimist/Janine Garofalo, but I'm noticing a trend between the rising divorce rate and the rate at which garbage like this movie is produced. The most realistic film portrayal of a married couple that I can think of at the moment is that of Marge and Norm Gunderson in Fargo. A lot of people died horrible bloody deaths in that movie, which leads me to believe that watching people get cut up and tossed into a wood chipper breeds happy, balanced marriages.
So in conclusion, please stop thinking Dane Cook is funny. It only encourages him.
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