Forgetting Sarah Marshall

Nothing special, really, but on the other hand it was terribly cute and naive and had nice performances, so all the missteps and clichés were masked quite successfully in the end. Jason Segel fits his role perfectly, as does Mila Kunis, whose beauty surpasses even the entire Hawaiian scenery and manages to make an already easygoing film a bit more enjoyable for me. What puzzles me, though, is the much-vaunted cult of Judd Apatow. With all due respect, as beautiful as Forgetting Sarah Marshall is, I really struggle to find a single plot or emotional impulse that lifts it out of genre routine and touches the romantic in me with the same love and sincerity as some of the films by Rob Reiner, Jason Reitman or Lasse Hallstrom. (19/10/2012)

There have been a bit too many sharply intelligent and witty comedies lately, perhaps it wouldn't hurt to reduce the amount of gritty reality and give the audience a bit of emotions, as not everyone enjoys seeing a naked Jason Segel, who looks like he has been eating sausages washed down with powerful gulps of beer for the past few years. Mila Kunis saves a lot, her genuine character is flawless. The rest is not worth mentioning. “Reality” without any distinctive trademarks. Boring. (08/10/2008)

So this comedy didn't really impress me despite the reviews here, but I guess it's probably my own opinion and the fact that I don't really like Jason Segel and Russell Brand, who didn't become my favourite actors after this film either. Well, what can I say! I was absolutely out of touch with the main character's inner experience, and so some moments just seemed pointless and at times I was even bored (the running time could have definitely been 15-20 minutes shorter). In short, I can't think of anything else to say right now other than that for me it was an absolutely mediocre affair. (02/07/2012)

Ugh. I originally wanted to stick with a one-star rating, not comment and avoid insulting the screenwriters, director, actors... All of them. But I just couldn't do it. I can say with a clear conscience that I haven't seen a more boring film with worse (non)humor in a long time. I must admit that it was simply impossible to watch Forgetting Sarah Marshall in one sitting. On almost every occasion, I would pick up my cell phone, go to the fridge, see if I'd gotten an email, and who knows what else... None of that helped. The main "hero" is an unsympathetic jerk. His ex-girlfriend is not even worth writing about. His ex-girlfriend's boyfriend is a complete idiot, whom I would torture in a way so cruel that people have been afraid to invent it yet. In terms of the other characters, one is more useless than the next. An hour and forty minutes of unfunny misery, boredom and an attempt at unconventional humor that should hopefully have resulted in some kind of lesson. Brr. As most of you can probably guess, I give one single star for Mila Kunis. But that's all. (03/03/2011)

It seemed almost impossible to convince me with any arguments about anything labeled Appatowa, Rogen, or Hilla. After the very bad Zbouchnutá and only melancholically average Superbad, I received a carefully polished surprise this time, wrapped in an authentic romantic comedy. Of course, I'm not hiding the sexual exercise with chess figures, a gallery of nude photos, or, last but not least, the royal scepter of the main character in all its glory. But thanks to Segel's screenplay, everything can be seasoned however much you want, and I still see mainly sharp wit, romance, and to my enormous surprise, a few life truths that no one can take away from us. It will probably never work out so ideally for this broad group of vulgar, sexist, and horny modern idols. That's why I'll keep this little treasure for myself. (14/08/2008)