Blimey, “Someone Marry Barry” was a real trip, folks. Let’s jump into this madcap rollercoaster of a film that took me back to the days when we’d gather round at my mate’s summerhouse by Lake Vänern, cracking jokes and making a general fool of ourselves. This film, like those summer nights, is full of cheeky humor and downright bizarre antics.
So, Barry’s basically the guy we all know. You know, that one friend who’s an absolute legend in his own right but also a complete disaster. His pals decide the best way to, eh, manage him, is to marry him off. Now, I’ll be honest, the plot’s as thin as an autumn mist over Skansen, but who cares? It’s one of those laugh-out-loud kind of flicks that you chuck on when you’re up for some no-brainer fun.
One thing that caught me by surprise, though, was the film’s odd charm. Sure, some jokes were as stale as a week-old surströmming and others landed like a missed fika session, but there were moments, especially the bizarrely sweet scenes, that reminded me of those awkward teenage crushes we all had. You’re kinda cringing, but also hoping for a happy ending.
Oh, and let’s talk characters. Damon Wayans Jr. – maybe you remember him from “New Girl”? He’s as sharp as a vala smörkniv here, his timing impeccable. Lucy Punch? She’s a riot too. There’s this one scene where she’s just brimming with manic energy, like she’s hopped up on seven cups of Swedish coffee.
Anyway, watching Barry fumbling through life, I couldn’t help but think about my old mate Jörgen – wild, unpredictable, but you couldn’t help but love the guy. Although, the real standout here is the movie’s fearless dive into unapologetic silliness. It doesn’t try to be anything else, and maybe that’s why it kinda works?
Still, there were times I felt the humor tried too hard. You know those moments when a joke gets dragged out longer than the Swedish winter? A bit like that. Yet, in the end, it’s a quirky ride that’ll give you a few hearty laughs if you’re in the right mood.
So, there you have it. Maybe it’s not Bergman, but who says every dinner’s gotta be a smorgasbord?