What a crazy story! Jim Carrey plays a guy who tracks down his birth mother, gets in a car wreck, quits the police force, divorces his wife to shack up with some guy in Miami, cons his way into money, goes to jail, falls in love, and breaks out multiple times to be with his chosen. Glenn Ficarra and John Requa’s I Love You, Phillip Morris is absolutely packed with plot to no apparent end beyond shaking its head and chuckling, “What a crazy story!”
On the bright side, Carrey’s fine but Ewan MacGregor’s great, and their story is usually pretty entertaining. Unfortunately, like its protagonist, the film isn’t quite as funny as it acts, and its moments of pathos landed me in the Emergency Room with my eyeballs rolled out of their sockets, so it’s a good thing it’s New Year's and my Obamacare benefits kicked in. Speaking of crude political commentary, attempts crop up every so often in I Love You, Phillip Morris, but it’s pretty incoherent unless you take the whole thing as a satire on the rise of identity politics in the ‘90s. Which I’m pretty sure is giving a film that has a big-haired, Jesus-loving Leslie Mann ask if homosexuality is linked to crime a bit too much credit.
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