If you've seen and liked the trailers for Cyrus, then you'll dig at least a certain 20 minutes in the finished product. The comedy, though, in this tale of John C. Reilly's relationship with sexy Marisa Tomei, and his standoff with her oddball son Jonah Hill, is only part of the story.
The rest is a gradual, realistic, off-kilter drama about relationships - romantic relationships, relationships between ex-spouses (Reilly still confides in his) and close and not-so close relationships between parents, children, and potential step-children...or step-men in this case.
Reilly and Hill - matching wits tit for tat to see who can gain girlfriend/mom's affections - are fun to watch. It's a constant mental psych-out between these two (who stole my white tennis shoes? are those real panic attacks? and no, my songs don't sound like Steely Dan!). Both have proven comedy chops, and Hill shows new dimension here, matching Reilly's dramatic touches note for note. His Cyrus character has serious oedipal dysfunctions, but Hill gives him shades beyond just typical, messed-up weirdo.
I may not be too objective after 46 days in a theater, but I thought this was one of the sunniest comedies I'd ever seen about constant discomfort. You feel tense throughout, but you're also smiling, anxious to laugh at whatever absurdities these two man-boys will conjure up next.
What do you think? Game to see this? Big Jonah Hill or John C. Reilly fan? Comment below! Ever seen Reilly in Boogie Nights? I rank his Star Wars scene ("People say I look like Han Solo") and his jig at the recording studio (rocking out to Mark Wahlberg's version of "You Got the Touch") as some of the best comedy in recent moviedom...