The rest of the film doesn’t really measure up. The concept is solid, applying rusty romcom clichés to a tale of new-found masculine buddydom. But the plot is scatty, at least until Sydney – Jason Segel’s alpha male – arrives to shake Peter out of his premarital complacency.
But a film like ‘I Love You, Man’ stands or falls on the strength of its characters. From a dog who bears a bizarre resemblance to former Egyptian president Anwar Sadat to scene-stealing appearances from the likes of JK Simmons and Jon Favreau, writer-director John Hamburg and his co-author Larry Levin cram the film with the kind of memorable, absurd cameos which betray Levin’s former employment as a ‘Seinfeld’ writer. In less sure hands this parade of oddities could have become tiresome. Which only makes Rudd’s central performance more impressive, holding the entire edifice together by sheer force of personality.