One of my biggest problems with this movie: They treat the abortion like it’s a tonsillectomy. Now, I know different people have different opinions about abortion but surely any real person would at least debate going through with it. Not in Greenberg. “Oh, y’know, just having an operation. It’s no big deal. I wouldn’t worry about it.”
I finally got excited when he was going to Australia. Maybe then something interesting would happen: the plane would crash (very likely), he’d get to have a threesome with those girls (less likely), but just mainly I wouldn’t have to see him any more. And then he stops the cab and runs to Greta’s house like it’s a f***ing Matthew McConaughey romance or something.
I re-nominate The Romantics, starring Katie Holmes, Worst Actress of All Time Malin Akerman, Anna Paquin, Josh Duhamel, and Elijah Wood as the perverted little brother who somehow is the most sympathetic character in the whole thing.
I nominate The Romantics, starring Katie Holmes, Anna Paquin and–I kid you not–Josh Duhamel as a hunk with a PhD in English. My sister came over with this on Friday. We made it through about 30 minutes. It’s the most pretentious thing I’ve ever had to sit through, starting with its precious little title cards and beautiful settings and rich white people problems. Ugh.