The screenplay for this movie is an obviously over-sensationalized version of the memoirs it is based on. To that end, the movie is slow starting with Sidney Young being introduced as a self-thought cutting edge, non-mainstream journalist. He comes off as a kind of bumbling idiot, though on a much smaller scale as say Steve Martin's Clouseau. There is much physical comedy with kicks to the shins and falls and a transvestite bit. Sidney is given about 25 strikes by the owner of the most popular magazine in America for some unknown reason. Then the movie takes a 5 minute let's get an Academy Award nomination break when Sydney's father shows up and lays it on pretty thick and heavy. Then back to the shenanigans. I just didn't think this flowed very well and Jeff Bridges smokes cigarettes in the most ridiculous manner. One note of interest is the soundtrack. Very well done with a beautiful version of "Spooky" by Dusty Springfield.

Kind of like "The Devil Wears Prada" with male protagonist.

Watched with Robbies Emby, Fizz in a watch party.

Funny, sweet and mischievous. Ok.

This offbeat love story features a fantastic performance by Pegg and.... really, not much else. I wanted to like this movie so much more than I did, which is a shame because I am a fan of so many of the actors. follow me at https://IHATEBadMovies.com or facebook IHATEBadMovies