My first thought coming out of I Love You, Man was premature disgust with the motion picture Academy for snubbing Paul Rudd in next year’s nominations. There’s no doubt in my mind he won’t even be considered a long shot for any acting awards, just as there’s no doubt in my mind that he deserves a boatload of them.
Rudd appears in just about every scene of I Love You, Man and his hilariously awkward charm takes the film to another level. He delivers a fabulous comedic performance that relies not on jokes (though there are plenty) but on the humor of personality. His painful inability to leave a room or a phone conversation without a cringe-inducing stab at dude etiquette are both high comedy and an insight into his character’s winning mix of sincerity and insecurity.
Meet Me In Montauk 