Yes, I did rent this because of the name. What, you wouldn’t rent a movie named after you? In it, Peter Sellars gives the most deadpan performance I’ve seen since Bill Murray in “Broken Flowers.” He is the sadsack at the office using blackmail to get the love of his life — the hot Irish secretary — to “stay at his house for a week.” What follows is a very funny, but very un-PC male fantasy of the Stockholm Syndrome variety. Recommended for its time capsule value, Sellars and Sinead Cusak’s performances and Sellars’ ridiculous (and probably ad libbed) non sequiturs.
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Jordan Hoffman is a New York-based writer and film critic working for The Guardian, Vanity Fair, Thrillist, Times of Israel, NY Daily News and elsewhere.
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