Not a movie about something that has “bro-mantic” elements – a movie about finding and acquiring a Bromance! A how-to mandate.
Seems a little cooked up in a producer’s office, sure, but there’s some genuinely clever ideas tossed around in this mish-mosh of semen and Lou Ferrigno jokes.
Anything that has the music of Rush as a central plot point can’t be all bad, but I question if John Hamburg has the chops to sculpt the improv arts of Paul Rudd and co. Some of what ends up on screen is a lot less funny than the people making this film thought it was. (You can’t force a catch phrase!)
Still, I’ll be damned if I didn’t laugh and have a smile on my puss as I walked out of the theater.
