Of all the romantic comedies I’ve seen in my life, I can
easily say A Guy Thing is one of the worst. To be
honest, I was almost afraid to watch this movie. The
previews made it seem incredibly retarded, and I’ll tell
you, they weren’t off by much. The plot was horrible,
the acting was absolutely dreadful, and the jokes were
lame and overused. Cliché after cliché began to drain my
brain, after only five minutes into the film. Why dozens
of talented cast and crew members would waste so much
valuable time and money on such a dumb excuse for comedy
is beyond me. But, A Guy Thing, isn’t one-hundred
percent inhumane. I have to admit—there is a certain
charm to hearing two drug store employees yell back and
forth a store, as a way of communication, about their
pubic lice.
Jason Lee plays the main character, Paul, in one of his
first leading roles. Paul’s an easy going, shy,
and sensible man, engaged to the woman that he loves.
Everything seems to be going great for him, until the
morning after his bachelor party. He wakes up next to a
strange woman, sleeping in his bed with him, that he
supposedly met the night before. He can’t remember
anything about the party, and just wants to get “Becky”
(Julia Stiles) out of his life, as soon as possible.
Paul desperately wants to be able to forget that this
incident ever happened. This would have all worked out,
if Paul didn’t keep randomly running into Becky all over
town, ultimately to find out that Becky is actually just
his fiancés cousin.
Throughout the rest of the movie, Paul is faced with
several situations that come very close to exposing what
happened between he and Becky. And, no, they wouldn’t
even think of leaving out the clichés at this point!
Paul’s fiancée comes over to his apartment, when Becky’s
panties are still on the floor, and he has to hide them
before she sees them. What overused trash! In the end,
Paul must choose between the woman he loves and is about
to marry, or her cousin whom he’s known for about a
week. This is just stupid. Paul and Becky have literally
no chemistry together, and barely know each other, yet
he is practically torn apart by this easy decision.
The acting in this film was tolerable, at best. The
actors established very little unique characterization
in their roles, making them it very hard for the
audience to relate to each of them. There wasn’t a
single performance that stood out above the rest; they
were all lacking substance, although this is probably
caused mainly by a horrible script. But, can we really
blame the screenplay for he fact that Jason Lee has
never been good in any movie?
Overall, A Guy Thing, has a few comedic moments
worth chuckling at (if you enjoy grown men faking
diarrhea), but the end result leaves you extremely left
out, grossed out, and confused out of your mind. Do
yourself a favor—don’t waste your time with this one.
Movies like this are made for only one reason: to make
other movies that come out of the same studio look
better.
-Daniel, Bucket Reviews