Good Luck Chuck is the story of Charlie Logan (Dane Cook) and the sticky lifelong predicament he finds himself in. During a routine childhood game of spin the bottle/7 minutes in heaven, something goes horribly awry and Charlie winds up the victim of what ultimately proves to be a curse. Years later Charlie begins to realize the full scope of the spell when he gets word about his local reputation. It seems to be common knowledge that if any woman were to go to bed with Charlie, they would soon thereafter meet their true love and live happily ever after. Armed with this knowledge, the local women begin to flock to Charlie with thoughts of serendipitous fornication on their mind.
At first, Charlie dives in head first (in some cases literally) towards his new found "fame," and thus begins a string of sexual conquests that could rival those of the infamous Ron Jeremy. Soon, however, Charlie meets a clumsy penguin trainer (not kidding) named Cam Wexler (Jessica Alba). Charlie falls in love with Cam, but is afraid to consummate the relationship fearing the curse that has befallen him. He assumes that Cam will simply cast him aside and find her one true love, as so many other women had in the recent past. Armed with the assistance of his best friend Stu Kaminsky (Dan Fogler) and a handful of prophylactics, Charlie and Stu begin a quest to disprove the curse once and for all.
Where do I begin to dissect this train wreck of a "comedy?" There are very few visible signs of anything even resembling humour in this film. Dane Cook may be a wonderful standup comedian, but sadly, at least in this case, none of it transfers to the big screen. I did laugh once when a granny was clocked in the brain with a Frisbee, but that was simply a well placed sight gag and nothing more. I am personally not an Alba fan, and this dreadful performance did not help to change my mind. Dan Fogler acted pretty much like he does in every single role he plays and his performance did not really appeal to me here anymore than it did in Balls Of Fury.
The thing that irks me about this film the most is the blatant use of overt perverse humor. Sometimes, when done right, a bit of raunchiness can stir up some laughter. Here, however, it attempts to carry an entire film! Too many useless sex scenes drag down this film and make it little more than fodder for the pre-party at frat house keggers. References to Pamela Anderson’s now removed silicone breast implants? That is low even for a Dane Cook comedy. Finally, when I saw Dan Fogler masturbating into a grapefruit while massaging his prostate, my soul died.
If the humor that you have just read about is right up your alley, then you may love this production. It does have its brief moments of heart, although they seem too scripted and painfully forced. Happy endings abound as anyone can automatically guess due to the cookie cutter format employed by the writers. Rent this if you feel so inclined, but don’t invite me over
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