Review: Forgetting Sarah Marshall

For those of you not familiar with the film I will provide a brief synopsis. Famed actress Sarah Marshall and long time boyfriend, Peter, who also is a working composer, coincidentally on her T.V. Crime Drama show, appear on the surface to have the makings of a wonderful relationship. Tragically it all is but a facade. The all to familiar, "We need to talk." Break-ups are always difficult, especially when your famous ex-girlfriend is everywhere you turn, and also in the arms of another man. Who by the way is a famous rock-star. So Peter goes on holiday to Hawaii to wipe clean the scarred memory that is his once happy relationship. I'm with it so far, minus the pathetic whining. Relatable right? You all ready know what happens next. Who could it be that just happens to be staying at the same hotel, the infamous Sarah Marshall. There are a number of characters that materialize throughout the remainder of the movie, but they are only good for a few pot shot one liners here and there. The only character of note for me was Rachel, Peters' new love interest. (On a side note, Mila Kunis is absolutely stunning in this movie. Ok I think I have wiped the drool from my chin. That was unprofessional, I mean to add that right in the middle of a movie review? Ok stop typing now...) Back to the story. The usual hi-jinx take place over the course of their stay in Hawaii. An over abundance of uncomfortable meetings, which over the two or so hours of film, just became a bit repetitive. The humor seems to taper off and the moments become all too predicable as well as forgettable. In one last ditch effort to reclaim what prosperous relationship they once had, Sarah, of all people made her play on Peter. Of course this was only after relationship altering decision began to back fire on her. I really haven't given the ending away with this dramatic build up because well all know what happens. I will repeat. Boy loses girl. Boy meets new girl. Boy screws up. Boy is eventually forgiven. Happily ever after. If it only worked that way outside of Hollywood. Without an obsessive tone I will reiterate that the most striking character was Rachel. Full of spit and vinegar. I guess that is where I was drawn. The movie fell apart in the middle and just seemed to drag on like Ricky Steamboat. This could have easily been wrapped up in a nice tight little bow in about an hour and a half, much like this review. If you have time on the weekend, and are looking for a few laughs, check it out. It will be fun for most. "I'd rent that for a dollar."