Knocked Up
I went to see Knocked Up last night, without many expectations above it being a bit of a girly flick (I wanted to see Rush Hour 3, but that’ll have to be another time now). How wrong was I?!
Knocked Up revolves around a girl and a bloke who meet in a club one night and end up sleeping together. Eight weeks later, the bloke gets a phone call from the girl … she’s pregnant. Not wanting to be a total arse, the guy decides they should try and make a go of it. Cue all the getting-to-know-you absurdities, misunderstandings and associated goings on and you pretty much have the rest of the movie.
It may be a little coarse for some tastes, but the balance between chick-flick romance and gross-out movie fart jokes is about right to make it bearable for both sexes. As with most of these kinds of film, a lot of the story is predictable but nevertheless entertaining. The rest of the audience last night certainly enjoyed it too.
