Some people are into unusual flavor combinations, like french fries and ice cream. I once put vanilla soft-serve on a chicken sandwich. Delicious. But what about movies? Do you like a romantic tale of a man haunted by a lost love (who may not be lost after all) dipped in a bloody story of mobster revenge? “Last Moment of Clarity” (2020) hopes you do. It (sort of) works. I especially liked Carly Chaikin (imagine Kat Dennings on heroin, but in a good way) in a supporting role as neither a haunted man, a lost love, or a Russian mafia killer.
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The best thing about “The 40 Year Old Virgin” (2005) is it has that new-movie smell. You know what I mean. The concept is funny and all, but this was right at the beginning of the whole Judd Apatow Bromantic Comedy Era. It was Steve Carell’s first starring role. We hadn’t gotten tired of co-star Seth Rogen saying “fuck!” and doing bong hits every five seconds. The supporting cast is amazingly deep (Paul Rudd, Catherine Keener, Jane Lynch, Kat Dennings, Leslie Mann, Jonah Hill, etc.). And the dialogue is as sharp as a rock band on its first hit album.
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