Begin the day With a friendly voice A companion, unobtrusive Plays that song thats so elusive

So, finally I went to see I Love You, Man, and finally I post my review...

Well, I loved it. It made me cry with laughter in places (and it was Paul Rudd who made me do this, just so you know). It was simply a funny film, which is all you can really ask for from a comedy.The premise is that Peter (Paul Rudd) is getting married and observes that while he hangs around with his fiancee and her friends, he doesn't really have any male friends of his own, in the same way. A series of man-dates ensue and enter Sydney (Mr Segel) - and a grabbing of my friend's leg into the bargain. I was thinking that it wouldn't necessarily have anything to say about the human condition, but actually, I think it does have something quite interesting to say about the nature of friendship, particularly the difference between male and female friendships.

It was hilarious to see Peter's attempts at bro-speak, and it highlighted that there is a fine line between innovative, funny dialogue and ridiculous nonsense. The whole film is actually really interesting, from a linguistic point of view - a comment that was also made on Front Row, so this isn't just me trying to intellectualise my Segel-love.

One bit that was slightly annoying was that Sydney refused to scoop his dog's poop. Now, leave aside the fact that in real life this is something I find morally reprehensible. It didn't really seem to fit in with the character. I think it was there purely as a device so that a scene where he teaches Peter to scream could happen. I'll forgive them this, because that scene is very funny.

A friend of mine saw the film a good few weeks before me, and said that he liked it well-enough but that it wasn't as funny as Forgetting Sarah Marshall.... Well, whisper it, I thought it was funnier, in a laugh-out-loud way than Forgetting Sarah Marshall, thereby proving that I don't need to see the Seagull Junk, as this same friend put it, to enjoy one of his films.