Film: Sex Tape
Director: Jake Kasdan
Cast: Cameron Diaz, Jason Segel
There is hardly another film which could have been more relevant to our times -- given its premise of feating that testy relationship between love and technology. Or, if you will have it another way, to tape or not to tape.
As Joe Morgestern of Wall Street Journal sums it up, "Sex Tape is about a husband and wife who memorialise themselves having sex, then frantically seek to retrieve the evidence when it threatens to go viral."
Cameron Diaz and Jason Segel is the couple in question which decides to ramp up the scene in the bedroom with a sex tape, only the result is far from 'sexy'.
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"Jason Segel and Cameron Diaz had unexpected, sharp-tongued chemistry in 2011’s Bad Teacher; here, they sag into married stasis as an exhausted two-kid couple whose passions have cooled. As will be obvious to anyone, they make a (barely R-rated) sex tape to spice things up. Also a no-brainer, that video will accidentally leak to the cloud, promoted as if Apple were an executive producer. A manic night of erasure and iPad reclamation fills the running time, along with an odd pit stop involving Rob Lowe as a sweet business exec and secret coke-snorting Slayer fan," writes Time Out's Joshua Rothkopf.
The film fails to provide either the raunch or the laughs. "The script’s humor could have soared if channeled into a gentler vein of middle-aged self-mockery—i.e., more gags about DVR-ing Project Runway—but Segel and Diaz are too young (and too appealing) to seem believably bored by each other.
Ultimately, for all its running around in the middle of the night, Sex Tape plays it remarkably coy, reaffirming love, not lust. It’s the cinematic equivalent of sleeping in the wet spot," says Rothkopf.
Both Morgenstern and Time's Richard Corliss write that films like Sex Tape signify the death of romcoms. "Sex Tape doesn’t fall off the cliff of competence so much as it executes a slow, agonized mudslide of failed intentions. Your watch tells you that the film lasts 95 minutes; your sinking spirit says it’s at least as long as Jay and Annie’s porn epic — without the redeeming prurient interest. It’s a sex comedy about love. And that’s the oddest element of this latest demonstration that the romantic comedy is a fatally endangered species," says Corliss.
Morgenstern has the last word as he says, "Instead of soft core, Sex Tape offers no core. No narrative core, just a not-bad notion executed execrably; no core of conviction, just two stars trudging joylessly through swamps of mediocrity."