Austin Escorts: Extract: Now with added groin humour
… To digress briefly: Imagine if, in the name of industrial health and safety, every Hollywood comedy was required by law to post a sign reading, “__ days without a shot-to-the-groin joke.” It would embarrass screenwriters into being more creative with their attempts at humour, and could easily stop 60% of all Steve Martin family comedies and the upcoming John Travolta/Robin Williams picture Old Dogs at the pitch-meeting stage. I know, but a critic can dream.)
Joel seems content to sit back and hope for the best on the testicular lawsuit front, but he’s more active in his pursuit of Kunis’s character – who we know, from the opening scene, is not to be trusted. Joel’s barkeep friend (a slumming Ben Affleck, wearing Kevin Smith’s beard and James Franco’s Pineapple Express wig) has a plan. Joel will hire a male prostitute to seduce his wife. If she takes the bait, he can sleep with Kunis guilt-free; if not, he’s got proof of her fidelity. It’s a win-win, or at least what second-rate bartenders and sleep-deprived screenwriters describe as a win-win.