Everyone in this film is average, and average in a realistic way, not in the "we're trying to write about average people's lives way. There are moments that made me feel like I was invading the intimacy of friends. Then again this could all be me reading too much into this movie. This is probably true because the character I spent the film identifying with was not Hutton's. This is a direct irrational emotional response to some news I received this week. The dynamic between the guys is like going home again for the first time in a long time: friends are the same and somehow really different and conversations with everyone including family are really awkward.
The women in this movie have two functions: lovers and figures of wisdom. The lovers are as crazy as the gentlemen, worrying about their relationship and completely unhappy. The figures of wisdom constantly provide reasonable relationship and live advise, which always falls on deaf ears. It is particularly disturbing is that these guys as supposed to be in their late twenties, and they drink constantly, obsess about supermodels, get in bar fights, and drive trucks into cars to solve their problems. Really, this movie was made in the mid-nineties and more than a decade later nothing has changed. Of course, I liked the end where Matt Dillon's character talks about not being the man he wanted to be.
I give it a solid 3/5.
