Why was I looking forward to this movie?
The trailer made it look like something different, like an anti-romantic comedy, and there aren't many American movies I've seen that are set in Australia.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised that it ends up being a pretty typical romcom, and the Australian setting is barely utilised. The characters seem to barely notice they're in a different country.
In fact, it's like they know they're in a movie. It never feels believable at all.
The movie is also never funny. The humour is pretty predictable.
The movie gets a lot of mileage out of male humiliation, particularly of the lead, who was played by a guy I never heard of called Glen Powell. At one point, Powell strips naked and Sydney Sweeney appears to be peering up his anus.
So I guess it'll flatter those that hate men, and I know there are plenty of those around. I wonder if most people would find these scenes as cringe-inducing and unnecessary as I did, though.
The main characters also just don't feel like real people.
Legendary Australian actors Brian Brown and Rachel Griffiths are here but are both under-utilised, perhaps because they'd show up Powell and Sweeney for the poor job's they're doing, or the screenplay for not really giving them much character to work with.
The whole thing just felt fake and forced, and the movie never really grabbed me. It took an act of will for me to care about it enough to keep watching.
The trailer made it look like something different, like an anti-romantic comedy, and there aren't many American movies I've seen that are set in Australia.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised that it ends up being a pretty typical romcom, and the Australian setting is barely utilised. The characters seem to barely notice they're in a different country.
In fact, it's like they know they're in a movie. It never feels believable at all.
The movie is also never funny. The humour is pretty predictable.
The movie gets a lot of mileage out of male humiliation, particularly of the lead, who was played by a guy I never heard of called Glen Powell. At one point, Powell strips naked and Sydney Sweeney appears to be peering up his anus.
So I guess it'll flatter those that hate men, and I know there are plenty of those around. I wonder if most people would find these scenes as cringe-inducing and unnecessary as I did, though.
The main characters also just don't feel like real people.
Legendary Australian actors Brian Brown and Rachel Griffiths are here but are both under-utilised, perhaps because they'd show up Powell and Sweeney for the poor job's they're doing, or the screenplay for not really giving them much character to work with.
The whole thing just felt fake and forced, and the movie never really grabbed me. It took an act of will for me to care about it enough to keep watching.