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I Was Gonna Watch, but Then, Um, I Just Carried on Living My Life

By Dustin Rowles | Trailers | February 12, 2010 |

By Dustin Rowles | Trailers | February 12, 2010 |

There’s a reason certain actors are good at playing the funny slash weird supporting character —it’s because they’re fantastic in small doses. See, for instance, Jack Black in High Fidelity, Will Ferrell in Old School or Zach Galifianakis in The Hangover. In Ferrell and Black’s case, we now know what happens when you make them leading men, and the results are not typically pretty. The same may soon be said of Galifianakis, whose got half a dozen movies or so in development where he is asked to carry most or all of the movie. There’s also Tracy Morgan, who (I think) is fantastic as a supporting character on “30 Rock,” but that’s only because his crazy is fun in small doses.

Likewise, Russell Brand was pretty amusing in Forgetting Sarah Marshall, and he had just the exact right amount of screen time, leaving us wanting maybe just a little more. Well, Hollywood is like the Cheesecake Factory — a little more is a 6,000 calorie desert that leaves us in a self-loathing food coma.

Russell Brand’s self-loathing food coma? I present to you the trailer for Get Him to the Greek, where Brand’s reprises his Aldous Huxley character from Forgetting Sarah Marshall, while Jonah Hill — who may or may not be the same character from Sarah Marshall — is tasked with getting the excessive rock star from point A to point B.

And the trailer is just about all I need to satisfy my desire for more of the character in Sarah Marshall. Anything more than this two minutes, and I think I’m going to stick my finger down my throat.

(Click on the poster to see the trailer over on


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