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PUA Movie Reviews: Crazy Stupid Love

PUA Movie Review: Crazy, Stupid Love Review


Steve Carell


Legs wrapping in amorous, scintillating conversation in a candle lit restaurant uncovers one of Steve Carell’s self directed films starring himself. Crazy Stupid Love pretty accurately describes how love is simply that, crazy and stupid. Cal Weaver (Steve Carell) jumps out of his car initially because his wife admits to cheating on him with one of her coworkers while his babysitter Jessica (Analeigh Tipton), dreams of seducing Cal from his wife (Emily Weaver, played by Julianne Moore), after she catches Cal’s son Robbie (Jonah Bobo) shaking hands with Mr. Happy, thinking about Jessica. In the first fifteen minutes, there exists a painfully obvious and ridiculous love hexagon forming. So good for catching attention Mr. Carell! Crazy Stupid Love already looks pretty interesting!

 

In essence, the complete premise, moral, and “today I learned” ordeal of Crazy, Stupid Love is just put -

 

Real love eventually finds a method to work itself out.

 

While it is a film, and Hollywood needs to pull on whatever heart strings it needs to make money, it will an excellent job at it with regards to obtaining the audience emotionally invested into each character. There’s a certain charm to each individual, and more importantly, easily relatable and quirky flaws. Jessica has a massive crush, but doesn’t follow simple proven steps about this. Jacob Palmer (Ryan Gosling) is painfully unhappy along with his life seducing woman after woman, and Emily Weaver still loves her husband and desires rekindling their marriage to offer herself true happiness. The best part? Most of these character motivations are portrayed without blatantly telling the audience. The subtle nature of every individual’s motives and personality are revealed through the movie in the tact way that leaves you craving more. The plot is very well written and is pretty much a crazy plot twisted love story starring a colorful cast of good-hearted people.

 

What didn’t workout so well is the get techniques utilized by Jacob Palmer, and how he makes seduction look almost effortless. In Jacob’s case, it is a painfully simple endeavor because of his tall appearance and eight pack abdominals that were quoted as if “they appear to be they’ve been Photoshopped.” It appears almost unbelievable that Jacob’s secret “dating fu” powers benefit Cal, a mature and less limber matured gentlemen to move in the market to a bar and make use of the same seduction techniques as utilized by Jacob. Oh, and did I mention that Jacob is played by heartthrob Ryan Gosling? Surely because beautiful doesn’t play whatsoever with how easy it really is to grab chicks (/sarcasm)… Inside the movie, Cal learns the skill of seduction from Jacob, and even in his first recognized stand, he adds his or her own personal flavor and special touches that keep Cal the same oddball character he remains throughout the film. If Cal didn’t show his dorky, sincere, and honest side through the entire pick up, it would make the film a lot less believable.

 

From a get standpoint, Jacob Palmer definitely has the suave coolness and Alpha behavior that women are certainly sexually charmed and drawn to. It might be borderline on “too cool for school,” and “hedonistic asshole,” to actually get a lady, but there’s already a lot of beta boys available that want a role model along wrinkles. Is he a great role model for seduction students? Inside the alpha and assured way, yes, although not so much in the sincerity category. Take what he states and does having a grain of salt.

 

Love is incredibly romanticized and played off as something to address for inside the film, and is mainly portrayed through Cal’s son Robbie, because he first believes for each other, pursues it, then loses interest by the end. Like every silly romantic movies, there’s the cliché, “Give some crazy long monologue to create everything better and alter the outlook during virtually any major character inside the film to produce a happy ending for everybody!” that’s grotesquely slammed in your face within the final Half an hour of the movie. Yes, it’s a cliché, but at least the 13 years old provides the babysitter’s nude pictures. Yes, love is romanticized to what movies typically do, but what lessons are there to understand out of this? How should we improve ourselves as men from this cinematic overly obvious display of the items “true love” is supposed to be?

 

The idea and overall moral of the story is, “true love eventua