About 30 minutes into this film, after a long time of thinking there was something peculiar about it that made it not really work, it occurred to me what was wrong. So I jumped on IMDb and confirmed my suspicion: all the dialogue here is improvised. Yeah, that doesn't often work, and it certainly doesn't here. It all felt slightly unnatural and uncomfortable, and it didn't seem to be going anywhere. Even if it had been scripted, the story (the basic story was known when the actors and directors started making it) is extremely slight. It might have been good enough, though, since the actors here are enjoyable. Jake Johnson (who kills on the Fox sitcom New Girl) plays a worker in a beer factory who is best friends with receptionist Olivia Wilde. Both are involved, he, quite seriously, with Anna Kendrick and she, not very seriously, with Ron Livingston. The four of them go on a trip to Livingston's cabin one weekend, and everything becomes awkward when Livingston steals a kiss from Kendrick when the two go on a nature hike together. This is hardly torture, but it's very forgettable.
Review of Drinking Buddies
