I watched the movie Our Idiot Brother. Paul Rudd is a happy go lucky bio-organic farmer who mistakenly trusts a cop, sells him weed and subsequently gets in and out of jail. Then his farming girlfriend dumps him for a caveman-esque hippy so he moves into the lives of his sisters. He routinely says things that shouldn't be said in the most inopportune moments and relocates with various sisters. The stereotypes are soooo played out and so tasteless in this film that I had to take a literary shit on it. This movie is for our idiot audience. I'll start with the trusting law enforcement part. The policemen tricks Rudd into selling him weed by continually begging him, saying he's had a bad week, he can barely pull through, the usual excuses WE ALL MAKE to get people to give us things. This film tells you that you can NEVER trust a cop, they are only to be mistrusted; what a great lesson. Also, he gets a quality conversation going with some hot girl and is shot down, but not in a funny way, more of a humiliating way. The supposed moral taught by Rudd is that if you give people the benefit of the doubt things will turn out alright. Shit never turns out right for him until he decides to end his earth-loving lifestyle (after getting arrested by his parole officer) and meet a female dog lover, because he looooves his stupid dog so much.
There are three sisters, Deschanel, the party crazy bi-girl, Mortimer the depressed house wife, and Banks the empowered and immoral working girl. Each has issues that Rudd helps bring to the surface though little is solved. Does Mortimer learn from manipulating Rudd into getting her interview, no. Deschanel get pregnant by cheating on her girlfriend with a guy and doesn't learn anything. Mortimer dumps her husband because he's a dork and learns what? nothing. If a movie has dry humor it's because there's an undercurrent of knowledge flowing through it, but what was there to learn? That respect for people and the earth is for stoner pussies? Perhaps we can learn that our audience will sit through this Hollywood shit and eat it up; regurgitating stereotypes until all we consume is Desperate Housewives and Ice Road Truckers. Paul Rudd I love you man but you get -10 points for this movie. I won't even call it a film, more like the most boring propaganda movie ever, ever, made. Go watch Hesher and drink a thirtysix pack instead.
