I don’t know what it is. Maybe I’m old or cranky. It used to be that if I were sitting in a Judd Apatow-produced comedy, I was laughing—and laughing hard. Those were the Talladega Nights and Anchorman years. Since then, though, it has just been a stream of movies filled with sophomoric toilet humor and tired drug references. Was that chubby kid smoking the joint in Superbad or Pineapple Express or Funny People? Oh wait, it was all three. Now we have Wanderlust. It has an interesting premise, a strong cast and a reputable director. It also has a script so painfully bad, the mind reels at how this movie even got made.
George (Paul Rudd) and Linda (Jennifer Aniston) are a couple of New York City dinks (dual-income, no kids). When George loses his job and HBO passes on Linda’s documentary, they find themselves up a creek. On their way to relocate, they stop off at a bed and breakfast that turns out to be a commune. There, they encounter the group’s confident leader Seth (Justin Theroux) and a colorful cast of characters leading George and Linda to wonder if this could be the life for them.
I will admit I laughed out loud three or four times. Paul Rudd is always a pleasure to watch and Justin Theroux—largely only known for being Aniston’s real-life boyfriend—has impeccable comic timing. The few comedy gems, however, are lost in a sea of misfires. If you do go see this movie, be sure to stay for the outtakes at the end—that’s by far the funniest part.
It's a 4.