Judd Apatow has, in one way or another, been responsible for some of the most beloved comedies of the past decade. His name crops up in the producer credits of films such as Anchorman, or anything with Seth Rogan and his gang in. Every so often he even directs, using a script he wrote himself, usually drawing upon his own life’s observations for the basis. Well, this film is the first which he has directed using someone else’s script, and if it teaches us one thing it’s that he should stick to only directing films he writes!
Schumer plays Amy, a writer for a men’s magazine who has a cynical view of relationships thanks to her father’s brutally honest reasons for divorcing. Despite having a steady boyfriend, she enjoys casual encounters with anyone she meets, and parties pretty hard almost every night. When she is assigned to write a sports article, a subject she has zero interest in, she enters a phase in her life where she will question her values, and reevaluate where she is on her life journey.
Basically, take any prior Apatow movie, but swap the genders of the characters….and there you have it.
It’s telling when 25 minutes into a film a fake film within the film showing at a cinema looks more worthy of 2 hours of your time than watching some strained attempts at comedy play out with a bunch of second rate comics (although, the fake film is a black and white film called The Dogwalker starring Daniel Radcliffe, so that has to be worth watching anyway).
Writer and lead Amy Schumer, who I am informed is apparently really funny, goes down as one of the most annoying comics on screen this year, and if this film is indicative of her brand of humour then I’m relieved that I have never sat through any of her material before, and I’m sure to be careful not to ever again. The jokes fall flat, and it feels that Schumer genuinely believes that her material is cleverer than it really is when it attempts to play comical gender stereotype reversal concepts to highlight the double standards of society when it comes to the gender roles. However the film then undermines all of this by effectively becoming a typical rom – com by the end. Throw in the fact that Apatow doesn’t seem to know when to end a film (a problem all of his films have), making it really drag once it is past the 90 minute mark, and the result is nearly 2 hours of tedium which, I am told, is hilarious but find it hard to recall a single moment which made me even smile, let alone chuckle.