A young writer tries to impress a girl he meets online with an embellished profile, but he finds himself in a real mess when she falls for him and he has to keep up the act.
Simply not enough happens, and the screenwriters might have been wise to add a subsidiary relationship plotline to the mix, focus more on Sam's attempts at more serious writing, or just give those hungry, generous and funny actor pals more to do.
If the movie managed to inspire even an iota of investment in whether or not Sam and Birdie (ugh) would end up together, I'd call it a perfectly adequate date night rental. But it's too insubstantial for that.
Its third act conflict and resolution all seem motivated not by the characters on screen chafing at change, growth or surrender, but instead by scenes from other movies.
Some jokes land as intended, and there's a weirdly star-studded supporting cast, but Corio isn't brave enough to make the movie matter, eventually submitting to painfully labored formula to land this underwhelming effort.
Wood makes Birdie approachable enough that Sam's continuing treatment of her as a fantasy-girl, who could only like a fictionalized version of him, grows tiresome as the film progresses.
