22 märts For the most part, Strings deals with these two characters in a largely predictable– but still very entertaining– way
After learning something disturbing (and hilarious) about his father, Adam goes on a drunken rampage that ends with him waking up the morning after in Emma's apartment. Adam seems convinced that it's Emma who'll break this rule first, but we already know that he's the one that's in trouble. You know they're gonna end up together, it's just a matter of how it'll happen and how many misunderstandings there'll be along the way. Y'know: just like every other romantic comedy.
The film shines in its writing, which is uncommonly good for this sub-genre. It's also surprisingly dirty in places, but never so much so that it becomes a "raunchy comedy". Making the really dirty moments infrequent also guarantees that they're going to pack more of a punch, and I really appreciated the way that screenwriter Elizabeth Meriweather handled this balancing act. There were a few lines that actually made me (and the person I watched the film with) belly-laugh, and that's. surprising, all things considered. If you'd told me a week ago that I'd watch and kinda-sorta-pretty-much enjoy an Ashton Kutcher rom-com, I would have laughed just before spitting into your lying face. But there I sat, watching, kinda-laughing from time to time (the line that Ashton's competition for Emma gets about "using big words around her" was particularly solid), not hating my existence as the Blu-ray spun through its course inside my PS3. No one's more surprised about this than I am.
Let's be clear, though: the film has its faults. There's no small amount of predictability going on here (which has more to do with the genre itself than the script), there's the required series of tedious events playing out only in service of keeping the two leads apart, and there's an overall aura that I can only describe as "extremely white-people-ish".