With sex featuring the always sexy Cameron Diaz and comedic genius Jason Segel, what could go wrong?
A lot, it seems. Sex Tape looks at a couple, Annie and Jay, who have lost the will to bang after years of marriage, two kids and two busy schedules.
The film opens with a sex scene, and it’s at this point you realise it is definitely not a movie to see with your parents. After their saucy tape is made, Jay forgets to delete the video off his iPad and it automatically uploads to every iPad he’s ever owned, many of which he has generously given away. These iPads belong to friends and acquaintances of Jay and Annie, and even the mail man now owns a copy of A night with Jay and Annie. The movie then turns into a wild game of hide and seek, where Jay and Annie must locate each iPad and delete the video.
Now don’t get me wrong, the plot isn’t terrible and goddamn I do have to commend Cameron Diaz for still looking like a babe but, after their sex tape is released onto a porn site online, the extents that Jay and Annie go to are just ludicrous. Breaking and entering, a bump of coke, an over-extended fight scene with a German Shepherd and jumping off a balcony just to get this video back is a bit much.
I would have enjoyed the movie more if the two characters were explored deeply. All we know is that Jay is in the music business, presumably happy with his job, and Annie is a mommy blogger who is about to sell her website. There’s no depth to be found with their friends either. We do know that Annie’s possible new boss has a double sided dildo in his bedside drawer. With Jack Black popping up to make a surprise appearance as a porn site owner, this movie continues to build ludicrously.
I must ask, is the purpose of this film to explore the fading sparks of marriages and how to rekindle the fire, or is it to warn audiences the dangers of mixing technology and sex? Or is it simply just to get a laugh and bring in the dollars, because we all know that sex sells – especially sex that features Cameron Diaz… once again, God Damn. Compared to its raunch-com predecessors, Forgetting Sarah Marshall and Bad Teacher, this film definitely falls short.
The movie is like a long ride, waiting for the climatic ending, which never comes. – Alana Scott
Top photo promotional poster for Sex Tape.