You forget how limited so many movies' ideas of women are until Schumer launches into an extended tampon joke. It's a film about everyday sexism and double standards.
If there is a lesson to be learned from Trainwreck, it's that you can't succeed if you never try. It's one of those platitudes often touted in sports, charmingly and appropriately repurposed here.
The title of the movie suggests its heroine is in need of repair, but the early sequences of her tottering home in high heels and sneaking outside during a date to get high defy condemnation.
It's great. As is the closing hip-hop dance number. It's not close to groundbreaking as anything she's done on her show, but Trainwreck adds another dimension to an exciting performer.
Trainwreck ... has some very traditional romantic comedy elements, including a big, implausible finish. But even if you know where you're going to wind up, it takes interesting side trips along the way.
One of the funniest movies I've seen this year, suffused with the sort of raunchy sentimentality that made [Apatow's] previous films such amusing romps.
This is a film that belongs not to its director but to its star, who, if there is any justice in the world, is about to ascend from cult icon to mass phenomenon.
