Will Arnett is wearing the same v-neck in every episode. Everything Michael Cera says is funny, don't try to make sense of it or note that the delivery is identical in every instance. Ben Stiller actually married that woman and demanded she be employed before he agreed to the project. Buster's compulsive behavior has reached a frightening nadir before an African-American woman slanders his lovemaking after he murders thousands; Michael is tired, sad and a dick to the most important person in his life; George Michael is a boorish, cowardly and sexual capable liar; Lindsey becomes a prostitute and cuts her fantastic hair into a mere clump; Tobias starts dating a crack addict and is designated a sex offender; same goes for Maeby; Lucille 1 goes to jail and Gob continues to pretend to be gay for some unclear reason.
Every time someone repeats that familiar and odious cliche to me, announcing as if it had never been pronounced before, "Ah think people don't change," my loins ache and my stomach grows queasy. People The longer you spend among those who only agree with you, the bigger the bubble becomes.
There was this William Goldman essay where he estimated that like 3/4ths of the plays on Broadway at that time were musicals about people putting on musicals.
What makes even worse at this overwrought genre is that the only person actually purporting to be in this industry is Ron Howard, and he is not looking great these days, although to be fair it was not as bad when he sat next to Brian Grazer.
We weren't reared to be the ingénue Zooey has become. She hopes to absorb the fortune of the long married, illustrating their stories with quirky and charming dioramas.
(The soundtrack is written and performed by the musically inclined Charlyne and the dude she falls for by the middle of the movie, Michael Cera.) Honesty has a lot to do with Charlyne's charm, which is something you get the feeling she isn't aware she possesses.
For some reason Hollywood satire is the main thread through all of this.Even though it was not part of the scene, it is so rare to see not only actors in the same room on but two people genuinely comfortable in another's presence, that I started to realize what I was missing.Two seconds later Ron Howard started loudly talking again, telling a joke only he found funny., where the guy who played her dad, his face has rotted, and Kristen Bell's post-baby body is a mere 7/10. I hope that world is buried somewhere under Joss Whedon's ego.The current obsession with Zooey Deschanel by 20-something dudes of a certain brooding “indie” persuasion irritates me.