The 40-Year-Old Virgin by Judd Apatow and Steve
Carell, directed by the former, starring the latter
One could
dismiss this comedy just by considering the title, with its preposterous,
fanciful, absurd proposition, which if real, it would mean that the protagonist
is a stupid man, not worth looking at in a cinema theater, never mind paying
the ticket…
Luckily,
there is the alternative where you just watch it on one of the myriad of
channels that are dedicated to films, even in a country like mine, Romania,
which is not exactly the main target of Hollywood fare.
Steve
Carell is endearing, believable up to a point in the title role of the
40-Year-Old Virgin aka Andy, who works in
the same store with a series of amusing, cynical, friendly, helpful
colleagues…
Scoop is a
brilliant, marvelous, mirthful chef d’oeuvre by the glorious Evelyn Waugh –
included on the Modern Library List of Best 100 Novels - http://www.modernlibrary.com/top-100/100-best-novels/ - and the main character from it
may remind one of Andy, or vice versa.
Besides,
there is a repeated mantra that came to the mind of the under signed when
watching the Virgin: “up to a point, Lord Copper”, which in the book is used to
convey that the statement was not true.
In the age
of Trump, we cannot dismiss the idea of virgins at forty, in a physical, sexual
sense and perhaps much more importantly, in a spiritual, figurative way, given
the “innocence” with which they take on the Fox fare and Russian designed
“information”.
“Ignorance
is like a delicate exotic fruit, touch it and the bloom is gone” Oscar Wilde
Andy works
with David aka Paul Rudd, Cal aka Seth Rogen and they and the other colleagues
and friends find out that this man is a virgin, so they need to change this
state of affairs.
The results
are amusing at times, rather awkward at others, depending on your sense of
humor, the correlation it has or not with the absurd and the willingness to go
along with the premise.
If an adult
can vote with the “pussy grabbing orange clown” he or she might be a virgin…
Indeed, he
or she probably is, definitely in the aforementioned, mental perspective aka
one who has problem reading headlines, functional illiterates that give the
free world a terrible leader.
Some
chapters may work as a turn off for parts of the audience in the 40-Year-Old
Virgin, such as the transformation of the hero from a hairy – no, excessively
hairy – individual into a more acceptable man with patches of missing fur…
This might
help male members of the audience remember how difficult it must be for the
women who have to go through all that trouble to eliminate every single hair on
their bodies…well except on the head…and hands…or is it illegal there too now?
Come to think
of it, men are supposed to get rid of their wool, even if beards seemed to make
a comeback, the rest has to be “clean” – there was a joke on the Bill Maher
show, where there was a question:
What is
pubic hair, for in California they no longer know about it…indeed, on other
latitudes and longitudes as well…
Overall,
apart from some laughs, this is not in the top 100 best comedies, together with
Some Like It Hot, Monty Python’s Life of Brian, Airplane, The King of Comedy,
Dr. Strangelove or How I learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb, The Seven
Year Itch or other masterpieces…
However, it
all depends on your mood, taste and level of tolerance…more important perhaps,
if you voted with the Kremlin supported, presumably blackmailed and owned Man…
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