(Comedy, R, 84 minutes)
Let’s get this out of the way: The title of this film and its R rating obviously don’t scream family film. It also doesn’t scream hilarious and clever, but “For a Good Time, Call ...” is exactly that. Set in New York City, the movie tells the story of two women, hard times and creative solutions — for those people age 18 and older.
Lauren (Lauren Anne Miller) is an uptight, straight-laced woman in a relationship with an equally uptight-straight laced guy. Since heartbreak seems to accompany movies with female casts, it will come as no surprise that Lauren gets dumped. Between this quintessential occurrence and her inevitable breakthrough lies Katie (Ari Gaynor). This spoiled brat of a woman lives in her late grandmother’s apartment, complete with views of Gramercy Park. She’s free-spirited, but her willingness to embrace irresponsibility is what’s leading to her impending eviction.
Lauren and Katie knew each other from their college days but weren’t exactly friends. However, with Lauren desperately needing a place to live and Katie desperately needing a roommate, the two are reluctantly reunited, with the help of their flamboyant friend, Jesse (Justin Long).
Anything involving Katie won’t be much of a shock — that is until Lauren discovers that she runs a phone sex hotline for extra cash. Initially the preppy prude is turned off from her less conservative roommate, but her curiosity turns into a lucrative opportunity. Together, the girls forge a business and a friendship.
This movie was a lot better than I expected. Miller is married to Seth Rogen (who also makes a cameo). The level of raunch was somewhat appropriate, considering the subject matter, but also not a surprise, considering Rogen’s body of work. Miller obviously had a good teacher.
Putting the dirty talk and cash flow aside, the girls are faced with issues of love and careers. Although Katie gives off a sexually promiscuous persona, she longs for a faithful, loving monogamous relationship. Although Lauren is the brains behind the business, her desires burn most for a job at a publishing company. At some point the relationship between the two women takes an ambiguous turn, which causes some conflict. However, the movie is predictable enough for you to know that it won’t last.
However, it’s a man’s world with Long’s performance. He steals every scene he’s in, especially with his ad libs with Zelda, his adorable dog.
“For a Good Time, Call ...” is definitely a movie for young, trendy females who don’t mind a few choice words in the dialogue. It’s also short, not even close to the standard two hours, which will leave you wanting more.
(Comedy, R, 120 minutes)
“Bachelorette” makes it hard not to think of that other movie with a B-word — “Bridesmaids” — but once you see it, it will be easy to make the distinction. Kirsten Dunst leads this majority-female cast, a group of dysfunctional women prepping for their friend’s wedding.
Dunst plays Regan, a Princeton graduate who works with children stricken with cancer. Her profession overshadows her spiteful, selfish nature. However, when her friend, Becky (Rebel Wilson, who had a role in “Bridemaids”), gets engaged, Regan’s claws and insecurities come to a head.
“Pig Face” was Becky’s moniker in high school, and even though Regan is still friends with her, it’s almost out of pity. But Regan will have to hold everything in because she’s also the maid of honor.
She shares the news with the rest of the crew, and what a crew it is: Gena (Lizzy Caplan) is nursing a destroyed heart stemming from her last relationship and overcompensates by chainsmoking and sleeping around. Katie (Isla Fisher) is blessed with a gorgeous face and fantastic body and cursed with low self esteem and no standards. Her only requirement for a mate is a man with a job, no matter how he treats her.
As the ladies come together for the rehearsal dinner, they encounter everything they try to avoid. Regan is confronted with her own insecurities by her arrogant equal, (Trevor) James Marsden. Gena runs into her ex, Clyde (Adam Scott), and goes into emotional overdrive. Katie is too drunk to do anything sane.
An attempt at a bachelorette party is a bust, and Becky goes to bed early. So what do the remaining three girls do? Get drunk and snort cocaine. When does cocaine ever equal humor?
With drugs and alcohol flowing through their veins, the girls wind up ripping, then bleeding on and dirtying the bride’s dress. A fun weekend for their friend has now turned into a disaster as they try desperately to fix the dress — and their lives — hours before Becky’s trip down the aisle.
This movie follows the cliched trend of characters using an overwhelming issue for their underlying problems. They try to avoid their demons, and the dress serves as the scapegoat.
The movie is billed as a comedy, but there is more drama than laughter. Dunst, Caplan and Fisher bring so much believability to the characters that you might actually begin to feel sorry for them.
However, the title of this movie is sorely misnamed. “Girls Gone Wild” or “Stupid Choices” might have suited it better. The “Bridesmaids” comparison is inevitable but “Bachelorette” is not nearly as enjoyable or memorable.