merelyaninnuendo Sleeping With Other PeopleStarts off breezy and light, surprisingly keeping it real and on the track until it takes a highway in its final acts where things get intense resulting into a "movie" movie if compared to other Jason's installments.

galeole I wasn't expecting this from this movie but really...this movie has everything! Fast tempo, slow tempo, tonnes of lines with unlimited and really unique dose of humour, romance and 2 amazing actors as main characters. It's also very serious and funny at the same time. You can see it as a light movie that isn't the usual stupid stuff. This movie is a STAR! 9'

kosmasp Is this predictable? Of course it is! Do the actors and the quirky dialog still warrant a viewing? Very much so, unless you have a total dislike for romantic comedies. Then this will feel like a drag to you. Don't do it to yourself and to the movie. Because obviously you'll have the worst time and therefor will rate it differently.Now, with that out of the way, Jason and Alison make a good match. And you can feel the chemistry in their first "meeting". Shouldn't they come together faster than? Well it wouldn't make for a feature length movie if the did. Also there's Amanda Peet to name another reason. Who wouldn't also fall in love with her? But of course, there is nothing like the first love ... at least in movies of course!

pyrocitor The rom-com: a genre where (with preciously few exceptions) clichés used to go to die. Now, rom-coms are on the verge of being killed off themselves, their target demographic increasingly flocking to teen-lit adaptations like Divergent or whatever Third Next Best Greatest Marigold Hotel sequel hits theatres. Its unlikely resuscitation? Evolving from rom-com to raunch-com. Folks like Amy Schumer and Judd Apatow have hit pay dirt gunning for a late twenties/thirties, more sex-savvy audience, who, in the commitment-phobic epoch of divorce epidemics, tinder nightmares, and 'how to date squashed by lifelong student debt,' could probably use reassuring of the existence of feasible love more than anyone. Their latest drinking buddy, and arguably crown jewel of the lot? Leslye Headland's Sleeping With Other People. I know - on paper, it looks like a relic from the unbearably daft days of Ashton Kutcher etc. But damned if it isn't one of the sharpest, most observant and genuine, sweet, sexy, and - yes - outrageously funny films to grace theatres in years. Yes, really.Headland certainly learned from the best. In fact, if there's one major bone to pick with Sleeping With Other People, it's that it models itself after When Harry Met Sally to such an extent that it verges on plagiarism. But the comparison isn't unwarranted. Headland has a genius ear for crafting situations and dialogue that, in short, feel real, insightfully teasing out the wrinkles of contemporary dating culture with a refreshingly frank, rough-and-tumble honesty. Characters swear, have (lots of) sex, get stoned, and are simultaneously enormously charming and unforgivable assholes in the same breath. Friends sustain successful, happy marriages (gasp!), while our leads have panic attack-induced bathroom pukes without it feeling gratuitous, and are well-drawn enough that they can reunite at a sex-addicts meeting years after a college hookup without it feeling like a plot device. There's such a snappy naturalism to Headland's banter and our heroes' self-imposed friendship that the sweetness settling in feels like providence. Even the saccharine levels - the genre's greatest vice - are largely kept carefully under control. Although we can never quite decide if we want them to get together (let alone if it's a good idea ), it's impossible not to root for them throughout. A major cliché-combatting factor is the fact that Headland crafts a world of real consequences. When lovable assholes push their partners too far, no matter how timeless the Hollywood speech they conjure up, their partners push back - sometimes literally, and into traffic to boot. The film's most gratuitous Hollywood moment - a heartwarmingly affirming brunch brawl - leads to an arrest and extensive litigation which consumes a sizeable chunk of the film. With this in mind, it becomes genuinely hard to predict what will befall our irrepressible leads, and Headland's teasing out of the discrepancy between passion and contentment makes it a real struggle to decide which is a better call. And this only makes us all the more invested in our adorably, beautifully flawed characters, as they fumble towards making sense of life, sex, and love, all while spouting Headland's hysterically quotable dialogue, and capture our hearts like nobody's business. It helps that Alison Brie and Jason Sudeikis - both patiently awaiting their chance to shine on the big screen outside of TV excellence and forgettable Hollywood dross - are the new comedy pairing to beat. They're both outrageously charming, and share such a superbly witty, nonchalant chemistry that the screen practically sparkles as they exchange jovial put-downs, cheerily straightforward flirtation, The Graduate and Steven King references, and masturbation tips (you could groan - or cheer - at the number of times Brie shows up in lingerie, but you'll likely be too busy laughing at her irrepressible goofiness). Both have their defining character flaws - she's warped from being strung along by her college booty call (the excellent Adam Scott, magnetically powerful in being so dull); he routinely destroys relationships to avoid having to face up to his pickiness, and the film finds balance in their sombre beats. Still, they're clever enough to remain charismatic and organic throughout, and my goodness are they lovable. Backing them, Jason Mantzoukas and Margaret Odette are flat-out hysterical as the requisite married friends ("I miss drugs" and "My love is conditional!" may be the film's funniest one-liners), and are so entertaining riffing whimsically over the film's credits that we'd happily have them never end. Finally, Amanda Peet breathes life and genuineness into the 'prissy hot boss' cliché, while Adam Brody is unexpectedly golden as Brie's flamboyantly 'mansplaining' ex. 'Diamond in the rough' amidst the seas of less worthy Hollywood sex/rom-coms, Sleeping With Other People is, amazingly, only Headland's second feature film, after 2012's Bachelorette. But, after such a sincere and savagely funny sophomore effort, I'll definitely have more of what she's having. Mousetrap. -9/10