The Break Up...
This summer I decided to become a man. I'm not sure how I decided it, or even why, but I just realized that I was not a man, and at 23 years old, I had better stop doing things boys do and become a man, or else I may end up 35 years old with a Cubs bedspread, unemployed, living with my parents, and still thinking that I have a chance to succeed in life.
Enter The Break Up, a seemingly perfect movie in my manhood quest, because it really is more about becoming a man than anything else. The movie features the perfect leading man (Vince Vaughn), a credible supporting lady (Jennifer Aniston), and a supporting cast that was phenomenal. Unfortunately, the movie really did not end up amounting to much. And, because real don't like bad movies, I must refrain from trying to throw unwavering support behind the movie. After all, it did feature the Cubs, Wrigley Field, Vince Vaughn, and Jon Favreau.
The majority of the comedy centered around three supporting characters, including Jon Favreau (Johnny O), Vincent D'Onofrio (Dennis), and John Michael Higgins (Richard). This leaves out Jason Bateman, whose comedy I love (see Arrested Development), but even Bateman's character really did not have enough to save the movie.
The Break Up is proof that Vaugh is becoming a big star, because much of the dialogue appears to Vaughn's quick witted improv. Most of the lines miss, and Vaughn has so many lines, that I actually got tired of hearing him talk, and that is saying something, because I think Vince Vaughn is hilarious.
Jennifer Aniston said nothing funny the entire movie, and neither did the entire female cast. Granted, I know I am a male, but I was in the movie theater full of females, and none of them laughed at anything that was said from a female. The movie had funny parts, but far too few to be recalled or to make me feel justified in having spent $8 on the movie.
With the disappointment beside, this movie was about becoming a man. Gary (Vaughn) did what he wanted to do. He came home from work, kicked off the shoes, had a beer, and turned on the Cubs, my dream life, I might add. The problem is, often the girlfriend was home cooking dinner, cleaning, or preparing for some guests on the way, and her work day was no easier. Gary constantly faced this question; Do I do want to do, or do I lose myself and do what others need or want me to do?
All dudes face this question, because only a few dudes like to go to the ballet, or have the same taste in music as their significant other, and let's face it, no one likes to clean or do dishes. But sometimes our own freedom is not really as freeing as we think. As good as baseball, beer, and rest are, they will never give us the joy that serving others gives us. And real men are servants...
Enter The Break Up, a seemingly perfect movie in my manhood quest, because it really is more about becoming a man than anything else. The movie features the perfect leading man (Vince Vaughn), a credible supporting lady (Jennifer Aniston), and a supporting cast that was phenomenal. Unfortunately, the movie really did not end up amounting to much. And, because real don't like bad movies, I must refrain from trying to throw unwavering support behind the movie. After all, it did feature the Cubs, Wrigley Field, Vince Vaughn, and Jon Favreau.
The majority of the comedy centered around three supporting characters, including Jon Favreau (Johnny O), Vincent D'Onofrio (Dennis), and John Michael Higgins (Richard). This leaves out Jason Bateman, whose comedy I love (see Arrested Development), but even Bateman's character really did not have enough to save the movie.
The Break Up is proof that Vaugh is becoming a big star, because much of the dialogue appears to Vaughn's quick witted improv. Most of the lines miss, and Vaughn has so many lines, that I actually got tired of hearing him talk, and that is saying something, because I think Vince Vaughn is hilarious.
Jennifer Aniston said nothing funny the entire movie, and neither did the entire female cast. Granted, I know I am a male, but I was in the movie theater full of females, and none of them laughed at anything that was said from a female. The movie had funny parts, but far too few to be recalled or to make me feel justified in having spent $8 on the movie.
With the disappointment beside, this movie was about becoming a man. Gary (Vaughn) did what he wanted to do. He came home from work, kicked off the shoes, had a beer, and turned on the Cubs, my dream life, I might add. The problem is, often the girlfriend was home cooking dinner, cleaning, or preparing for some guests on the way, and her work day was no easier. Gary constantly faced this question; Do I do want to do, or do I lose myself and do what others need or want me to do?
All dudes face this question, because only a few dudes like to go to the ballet, or have the same taste in music as their significant other, and let's face it, no one likes to clean or do dishes. But sometimes our own freedom is not really as freeing as we think. As good as baseball, beer, and rest are, they will never give us the joy that serving others gives us. And real men are servants...
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