Rattled by sudden unemployment, a Manhattan couple surveys alternative living options, ultimately deciding to experiment with living on a rural commune where free love rules.
This strained comedy.
It feels like the pilot for a dated nineties sitcom, just not one I’d like to watch. Where are Aniston’s friends when she needs them?
Surprising, sweet and charming, David Wain proves himself a comic director par excellence.
Aniston continues her mission to star in every lacklustre comedy going with this woeful effort.
There's a great deal of cheerfully excessive bad taste in this broad comedy.
The longer it goes on the less enjoyable it becomes, with the counterpoint of spiritual fulfilment versus materialistic emptiness lost beneath an increasingly shrill and fatuous plot.
While there’s little rom, with no discernible chemistry between Rudd and Aniston, Wanderlust scores better when it comes to com.
Rudd and Aniston are never less than engaging, and Justin Theroux's turn as a swaggering guru should elevate him to leading-man status. But they're stuck with a screenplay that uses its best jokes in the opening scenes (and the trailer), and has such a rickety plot that it resorts to a TV news report to tie up its storylines at the end.
The film is a humourless embarrassment, the cliche situations and flat dialogue decorated but not embellished by the envelope-pushing obscenity traditionally associated with its producer Judd Apatow.
Take an old idea, add a top notch comedy cast and some deliriously awkward moments, pop a spliff in its mouth and you're got this wayward but occasionally very funny alt.comedy.
Uptight urbanites encounter laidback beatniks with amusing consequences in a Judd Apatow production that doesn’t seem sure how to develop its culture-clash scenario. Fab Ray Liotta cameo though.
The fact we’re...meant to root for these vacuous douchebags is a bit too much to bear.
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