Two commitment-phobe Manhattan singletons - Jason (Zac Efron) and Daniel (Miles Teller) - casually play the SoHo field, dropping girls just as quickly as they pick them. When married buddy Mikey (Michael B Jordan) joins them after his wife cheats on him, their steely determination to remain randily unattached seems unassailable... until Jason runs into kohl-eyed hottie Ellie (Imogen Poots). Writer-director Tom Gormican captures the romantic fecklessness of youth in a rom-com with a fruitier, male-friendly edge than most.
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First-time writer-director Tom Gormican makes a novel departure from the tried and tested in a raucous rom-com that's pitched at both girls AND boys. Which basically means tons of k**b gags.
Delivering most of these are Zac Efron and Miles Teller, who play yuppie book cover designers Jason and Daniel. Post-work, they trawl the bars of lower Manhattan, hooking pliant fillies with a sparkling line in patter and the lure of a chic Manhattan loft for after-partying.
Their shag-happy bromance is extended to hitherto happily-married buddy Mikey (Jordan) when he discovers his wife is making out with a hunky divorce lawyer who looks like Morris Chestnut.
It appears to be business as usual - Jason zeroes in on blonde publishing assistant Ellie (Poots) only to make a premature exit from her bed when he spots carelessly discarded boots, a fistful of condoms and ready cash (apparently the sure-fire indicators of a part-time hooker).
Except that she's not...and when she turns up for a pitch in book designer's offices he's forced to woo her all over again, a seduction that is sealed when he pinches the keys for the posh residents-only Grammercy Park and turns up to her birthday party in an outfit procured from a sex shop.
Of course, this goes against his commitment-phobe inclinations and he's obliged to let her down when she needs him most. Meanwhile, Daniel is keen hang on to his rep as a motor-mouthed player...but has fallen before his BF Chelsea (Davis).
Gormican is counting on his quick-fire script to bowl the action along but he's no Judd Apatow and the creaking dialogue lacks the requisite number of zingers to make it sing.
Efron and Teller toil manfully (they're not afraid to drop everything, trousers included, to make a comedy point) but there's a thin line between amiably cocky and cloyingly smug and these two err firmly towards the latter.
Poots - who was so impressive in The Look of Love - has the thankless task of playing Efron's romantic foil but she rises to the challenge and is the best thing on offer.
This is one awkward moment that runs for 94 minutes.