In case it wasn’t obvious: this film is not funny. It is an infuriating piece of childish nonsense, which everyone liked out of obligation because they knew it would piss off North Korea, but beyond that there is nothing entertaining or interesting about this film. The prerequisite for a comedy is that it be funny, which clearly no one told Seth Rogen since he managed to co-write a film that’s as funny as Schindler’s List . This is the film equivalent of Kayne West: annoying, smug and arrogant, and the more important it claims to be, the less important it becomes.
I genuinely really enjoyed watching this film and found that there is a lot to like. While it initially feels like the setup for the usual cameo-ridden American comedy that is utterly humourless, it prevails that Trainwreck is incredibly funny and strangely relatable. Amy Schumer is not only a fine comedic actor but a very talented writer, because at the heart of Trainwreck is a fantastically written screenplay that’s intelligent and witty, but also heavily subversive and often quite melancholic. It’s like Bridget Jones but funnier and far less annoying, with genuine character development and without the smug self-destructive overtones.
While the Western genre is difficult to get right, this feature debut from writer/ director John Maclean is a terrific piece of work that fits perfectly into the genre. It may be a short film with a relatively simple narrative structure, but there’s a lot of depth carried in the screenplay. On one hand the film explores death and murder, but on the other hand it examines the parameters and universality of love, constructing a well-rounded and thought provoking experience. The ensemble cast is consistently brilliant, which combined with superb cinematography makes this an entertaining and interesting piece of cinema.
This is the epitome of the throwaway Woody Allen; a film that is at best watchable, but ultimately does not amount to much. While I was hoping for a witty and charming film that carried a heavy level of depth, I found it to be subdued to the point of frustrating tedium. The narrative and screenplay leave much to the desired, which is a shame to see from a writer that has previously written such fantastic films. Both Joaquin Phoenix and Emma Stone are criminally underused, in what can best be described as a deflated balloon of a film.