Window Theory

In Los Angeles, the twenty-five years old reckless wolf playboy Ethan Humphries (Corey Large) lives in night-clubs scoring women supported by his parents, without working or studying. When his high-school friend Bradley (Luke Kirby) accidentally tells him that his former best friend Jeff (Luke Flynn) will get married in a couple of days, Ethan immediately travels to his hometown. He meets Brad, who is studying in the medical school, and the shy Sean (Tom Lenk), who is studying psychology, and recalls his glorious high school days, but his friends do not tell the name of the bride to him. While meeting Jeff in a bar in the night, Ethan finds that his fiancée is his former high-school sweetheart Stephanie (Jennifer O'Dell). After meeting Stephanie, Ethan questions whether he is still in love with she, or only recalling a passion from his past.

I tried to like "Window Theory", but unfortunately this silly and pointless story of a man with Peter Pan's complex does not work. First, it is not possible to feel any empathy for the lead characters: Ethan is an aimless man that has not grown-up that sees women like object and does not respect even his best friend; Stephanie is a slut, sleeping with Ethan two days before her wedding; and Jeff is a man without personality, inviting his boss to be his best man and easily forgetting his responsibilities and commitment. The title has no connection with the plot and the conclusion has no moral, lesson or redemption. I like brainless teen movie, but the forgettable "Window Theory" is not a good film. My vote is five.

Title (Brazil): "O Casamento da Minha Namorada" ("The Wedding of My Girlfriend")

This was bad folks.... Very bad. There are no other adjectives I could possibly conjure up to describe it. I found myself getting restless and bored after the first 20 minutes. Apparently the writers never even read the most basic of screen writing books... (Ahem Syd Field anyone? Go to your local B&N and check it out please...) The plot was as thin as water, the acting worse than an elementary school play, the cinematography so-so, and the lack of direction apparent. What's even more sad is that if you look at all the "key players" involved in the shoot (director, DP, writers, and even most of the actors) they CONTINUE to make films together. Please, for the love of god, STOP! To me, this is proof that about anyone with a little financial backing can make a movie. Then again if you look closely the lead actor's "daddy" produced it. There's hope left for Hollywood yet. No reputable names are attached to this stinky thing.

easily the worst movie of the year. as this brainless swingers ripoff lard of a movie tries to invade your theaters(no distributor yet)stay clear from this as it will rob u of 90 minutes u will never get back not even that hot chick jennifer odell can even warrant a rental. shows you that you do not need talent,skill,vision,creativity, in this case much of anything to make a film. JUsst money! people! stay clear of this like the plague. the plot is beyond TV standard with no true moments,fake poignancy stupid boring characters no sense as to why this movie was made.c'mon why is this drivel being made. we need real art to be continued to be made. this will make you want to watch swingers a 100 times to forget this thing ever existed.

Ethan (Corey Large, very handsome) bar hops in the Los Angeles area and is, in general, a womanizer. However, he learns that one of his best pals from high school, Brad (Luke Kirby) is about to take the plunge and get married. Wondering how the two of them now have such different agendas, Ethan travels back to his hometown and reconnects with Brad. These gents, along with other old male friends, rehash the past and go out on the town. But, Ethan is slow to learn one important fact. Brad is marrying Ethan's old high school flame, Stephanie (Jennifer O'Dell). When this comes to light, Ethan rushes to meet Steph again and see if she is truly in love with Brad, who has turned into something of a stuffed shirt. Wouldn't she still prefer a handsome, independent guy like Ethan? I watched this film as I was sorting through mail and paying bills and its a good thing, for it has many deficiencies and would hardly do for a "good view for two". However, it is not the fault of the cast, Large, O'Dell, Kirby and others, for these young "lookers" are pretty engaging. Also, the scenery and costuming are good, too, and the film's production values are high. It's downfall is its ending, which is very disappointing and vague, and its "theory". The film's premise is that one should meet the love of one's life before age 24, at least if you are a woman, because after that, the "window" of opportunity starts to shut and becomes smaller with each passing year. Ho, ho, ho, what a great thought! If you adore romantic comedy, especially with good-looking actors, you might want to give this one a try. But, truly, it is not just a theory of mine that few will embrace this one mightily, it is pretty much of a fact.

This is about a playboy type whose ego gets in the way when he discovers his best friend is marrying his former high school girlfriend. The entire story falls flat for anyone who went beyond high school because it is all about the inviolability of those allegiances and the heroes they raised. I found it impossible to like him. He resorts to his fists twice in the film simply because someone disagrees with him. All characters in this film including the women systematically include "fucking" in every sentence. Take away the nice homes and the trendy night spots, the recent showers and good grooming, and wouldn't you have a bunch of coughing, spitting, farting, possibly pimple-y-faced losers? The film did convey a sense of bravado, which is always a pleasure, but the excessive loyalty seemed servile. What was supposed to be a comedy turned into a long groaning attempt to overcome a mole hill in the road of social development.

All through the film I diligently tried unsuccessfully to find it amusing on the basis of its description as a romantic comedy, but only in the final moments did it occur to me the film makers might have been trying for social realism, eg., Saturday Night and Sunday Morning or Alfie. To paraphrase the words of Lloyd Bentsen: 'Mr. Putschoegl, you are no Tony Richardson.'