While I have some admiration for the concept underlying this movie - a filmmaker retracing his steps to try to establish why he has been such a sexual failure, filmed as a documentary - and, while I found some of it quite funny, it suffered fatally from three things:
1. It was a one-note joke, which became stale quite quickly;
2. The fact that much of it seemed genuine, but some (at least) of it was quite clearly set-up meant that you couldn't fully accept it as either genuine or fictitious, as a result of which it failed to be valid as either;
3. The protagonist became, quite frankly, a complete pain in the *rse after a fairly short while.
Sorry, but no thanks.
1. It was a one-note joke, which became stale quite quickly;
2. The fact that much of it seemed genuine, but some (at least) of it was quite clearly set-up meant that you couldn't fully accept it as either genuine or fictitious, as a result of which it failed to be valid as either;
3. The protagonist became, quite frankly, a complete pain in the *rse after a fairly short while.
Sorry, but no thanks.