Who's in It:
Edward Burns, John Leguizamo, Jay Mohr, Brittany Murphy, Matthew Lillard
The Basics: This guy (Burns) is about to be married but doesn't know whether he's ready (he's in his early 30s, and you think you'd know by then, but
whatever). These other guys are his friends, and they all have lame, uninteresting life problems, too one pines for an ex, one has a rocky marriage, one lives in the past and one's gay. They sit around and talk about these things.
What's the Deal? Burns makes the same movie about the same thing over and over and over. Wasn't The Brothers McMullen about the same bunch of working-class Irish guys just sitting around talking about stuff? Thirty-something hetero white males deserve more interesting analyses of their emotional lives.
Ladies Got Babies, and That's About It: The female characters here are even less interesting than the men. The under-appreciated Murphy's character is pregnant, so her job is to walk around rubbing the fake lump. You wonder why they bothered getting someone with a well-known name to play the role.
OK, About the Gay Thing: None of the buddies has a problem when Leguizamo comes out of the closet to them. They're like, "Who cares?" And you can tell the movie is patting itself on the back for being so tolerant. But at least it's realistic. Then a weird thing happens. Leguizamo's character goes to his homophobic dad's house and throws really expensive Bertoia chairs into the pool in a fit of anger. No gay guy would throw a chair that awesome into a pool. He'd steal it instead.
Who's Good: Mohr, who gets the meatiest part because his character is the biggest jerk. In fact, he was a big jerk on that cool canceled show Action, too. In fact, he's so good at being a jerk that you find yourself hoping he's the nicest guy in the world off-screen. Because if he isn't, then it's not acting.