My Best Friend's Girl: Critic Reviews

The actors (especially Alec Baldwin, as Tank's horndog dad) elevate the material slightly, but such piffle will just fill you with longing... for a better movie.

There are no surprises here, but speedy pacing and a smattering of laughs along the way, as well as a knowing turn by Alec Baldwin as Tank's even more piggish father, make My Best Friend's Girl a date not entirely to be skipped.

It borrows from much funnier movies such as Hitch, Wedding Crashers and My Best Friend's Wedding. Never has a romantic comedy seemed less romantic or less comedic.

The inexplicable romantic comedy career of Dane Cook marches on.

There's something genuinely transgressive beneath the movie's rom-com surface, though director Howard Deutch keeps retreating to the safety of frat-boy humor.

Cook is most amusing while emphasizing his sardonic edginess, a trait that may eventually serve him well in some anti-heroic (or downright villainous) dramatic role. Better still, he establishes an effectively fluid give-and-take with Hudson.

Isolated bits don't add up to much here.

An ugly, strictly-for-meatheads comedy that can only be recommended to couples who wear matching Tie Domi Toronto Maple Leafs jerseys out on a date.

My Best Friend's Girl isn't just a misfire; it's a misfire compounded by a chain of miscalculations, and it's hard to figure out who this could appeal to (except, perhaps, Dane Cook's fan club).

Eventually the conventions of romantic comedy take hold, with the humor declining precipitously.

Ultimately, its most unforgivable sin is that it's simply not funny.

Inane, raunchy romantic comedy inspires no love.

...ultimately falls prey to the melodramatic silliness that one has come to expect from the romantic comedy genre.

mostly unwatchable

This is one of those films that would be enormously improved by the arrival of 100 crazy Somali pirates who would proceed to take the entire cast hostage.

Tedious, largely unfunny and poorly written comedy with the least likeable collection of characters you'll see all year.

Yet another in a continuing line of dismal Dane Cook so-called romantic comedies.

It's a wonder the guys don't just wear Flintstone loincloths. Now let's hear it: Yabba-dabba-don't.

Any schmuck with a typewriter and a dirty mouth can test the limits of good taste; it's something else entirely to push the boundaries of narrative possibility and emotional empathy.

A film that truly bites.

A rude, crude romantic comedy with a touch of nastiness that's refreshing and quite funny.

The film veers off into that realm of unbelievability that I react against. But there is a certain fascination in watching Cook strut his stuff (and boy does he strut), and Kate Hudson is pleasant to watch.

You should steer well clear of the nasty ideas that screenwriter Jordan Cahan has about relationships and how they work.

Dane Cook proves why he is one of American comedy's favourite big-time naughty boys in this fast, funny, foul-tongued but sweet-natured adult-skewed romantic comedy.