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Goddamnit, Ryan Reynolds. We thought you’d turned a corner there, buddy. You’re in the fifth highest-grossing romantic comedy of all time; you’re attached to two superhero franchises. You just took a role vacated by Tom Cruise. And you’ve wrapped up filming on a very cool looking indie flick in which you’re buried alive for the duration of the film.
But then, it’s like: “Wait a second! I’m Ryan Reynolds. I make poorly conceived comedies. That’s my wheelhouse! That’s what made me the semi-obscure Canadian actor who that dude on that silly-sounding website crushes on!”
Oh, Ryan. Believe me, it wasn’t Just Friends or Waiting that did it for me. You’re past that bullshit now. Don’t regress. It’s bad enough that you have signed on for a dude-in-drag film — the worst of all poorly conceived comedies. But now … now! You’re reteaming with your Just Friends co-star, Anna Faris.
To what end, R-squared? TO WHAT END?
The end, apparently, is TMI, a Universal purchased screenplay, which proposes that, while honesty is the best policy for a relationship, “too much information” might not be the best thing. And look at this pedigree: From the scriptwriter behind Serendipity and the producer of the upcoming Old Dogs.
Fuckin’ hell, Double R.
Not that it speaks much better for Faris, either, who looked like she was turning a corner in her career with a semi-adventurous role in Observe and Report. But no. In addition to TMI (seriously: it’s actually called that?) she’s also now attached to the latest Robin Williams comedic abortion, Wedding Banned. In it Williams will play a husband who teams up with his ex-wife to kidnap their daughter to prevent her from getting married in a movie scripted by the guys behind The Shaggy Dog.
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