Sometimes a film is just a wrapper for a broken person, who when unconstrained amuses us. Robin Williams, Peter Sellers, Jerry Lewis are examples. These are souls we accept because we find an endearing core around which the outrageous behaviour orbits. So far as we could see, Robin, Peter, and Jerry were good men.
At least for me, that underlying acceptance is what allows close comedy, the kind that lets you relax into the bit. You know you won’t get hurt, or reveal some hidden flaw to yourself .
I cannot trust Carrey. He lies. His anti-vax stuff kills children. While I applaud anyone who sees Trump and crew as what they are, his cartoons are at the same dishonest level they are. I think any relationship I’d have with the fellow would damage me.
Now, he did not write this film. Apatow did. There are three background stories: A law partner who is a recognisable demon, and okay to trash without apology.
A divorced, cuckold father who it is seriously not okay to trash. And an honest fellow dating Fletcher’s ex-wife. He is played by the guy from ‘Princess Bride’ and personally helped build a stereotype. Here that stereotype is trashed.
Now, I’m fine with the story unfolding as a simple redemption play. But if we follow the Scrooge playbook, everyone comes out ahead. The fact that Elwes’ regular guy does not, and that we gently allow it haunts me.
Oh, Carrey is indeed funny. But be careful.
Posted in 2023
Ted’s Evaluation — 1 of 3: You can find something better to do with this part of your life.