I always want to like romantic comedies (honestly, I do). Maybe I am a romantic at heart—or maybe I am a comedian at heart—but when I see the trailer for this genre of film, I always consider adding it to my queue. Who am I kidding? I usually add it. Then I get the movie, watch it, and end up thoroughly disappointed. One would think I would learn my lesson by now, but I always hang on to that glimmer of hope that somewhere—somewhere out there, out where dreams come true—there is a worthy rom com. Although, I have to admit, it’s been a while and I am losing hope.
It really shouldn’t be a surprise, then, that I found The Switch lacking. When my husband found out what the premise was, he remarked, “Why did you even bother putting that on your queue? You know you won’t like it.” Perhaps, but I wanted to give it a try. I will admit, though, as I am typing out the synopsis now, that there was no way this movie could have been good. So, here is what the movie is about: Kassie (Jennifer Aniston) is a single woman who decides she wants to have a baby. Her bff, Wally (Jason Bateman), thinks this is a bad idea. Nonetheless, Kassie throws a “pregnancy party” (which is not to be confused with the Tea Party), where her donor and doctor are in attendance. The donor does his business in a cup, which he places conveniently in the bathroom (perhaps where the doctor is planning to do the procedure). Little does Kassie know, that a intoxicated Wally somehow empties the donor’s sperm and replaces it with his own. Seriously, I can’t make this shit up. Honestly, I don’t know how I thought I would have enjoyed this film.
The Switch starts with some philosophical monologue—remarking about how people are always rushing, that’s why they call it the human race. Rush. Race. Get it? Eh. Personally, I hate it when movies try to get all philosophical on me, unless there is a good reason. It was especially painfully in this film. I mean, it’s a semen movie for Pete’s sake. Shoot. I should really watch my language on this post, or I am going to get all kids of crazy spammers.
So, I was probably soured on the film by the time the opening monologue ended. Then, the story started and I was even more annoyed. I found the plot totally unbelievable—and that’s saying something from someone who willingly accepts the crazy premises of superhero movies, that a world of magic awaits me at Hogwarts, that there are little Muppets who live in the walls and only Sprocket can see them, and a beer can both taste great and be less filling. But, I just can not suspend my disbelief during The Switch.
And while I could tell I wouldn’t like the story, I at least had high hopes for the acting. I mean, it had a decent cast—with Jeff Goldblum and Juliette Lewis joining Aniston and Bateman. But even with the all-star ensemble, I was bored. It was just OK—but definitely the cast could not save the film.
Part of me wanted to stop watching The Switch after the first ten minutes, but I didn’t. I stuck it out. I mean, does Roger Ebert walk out of films? No, he is a professional. So I have been making myself sit through shows in their entirety. Even when I already have made up my mind.
I should point out that The Switch is a romantic comedy. I did not laugh, chuckle, or even smile once. Also, I wasn’t cheering for Kassie and Wally to discover that they loved each other. Hell, I was rooting for them to not be together. That’s probably bad.
I cannot, in good faith, recommend The Switch. Yes, I am sure there is an audience for films like this. And sometimes, I honestly wish I could enjoy these recent romantic comedies, but none of them seem worth it. Maybe I just haven’t met the perfect romcom yet.
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