Why I Hate the Ending of Crazy, Stupid, Love (and Why You Should Too)

A few nights ago, Andreas and I stayed up late watching Crazy, Stupid, Love. It was pretty good for what it was. Started out strong with some witty dialogue and compelling introductions to the major players. It’s not a perfect movie by any means; it has major problems keeping its subplots intertwined and when a character’s subplot isn’t happening they just kind of drop out of existence completely. (We don’t see Emma Stone for like 20 minutes at one point). It doesn’t know how to handle all the talent that it’s got to play with and the movie really suffers for it. When you have two of the most well-loved, talented, redheaded actresses in the world in your movie, and you just kind of throw them to the side while the “Steve Carell becomes a playboy” story is happening, it’s just not good filmmaking.  But it was still a pretty fun movie overall and it had lots of this:

But then the ending came. Like, okay…the totally contrived bullshit about Emma Stone being their daughter, I can let that go, I really can. Because I like to think of Emma Stone as Julianne Moore’s daughter. And I can get over the ridiculous backyard fight. But I cannot—can fucking not—forgive this fucking ending. Let me give a little context for this shit.

Robbie, the 13-year-old son, is “in love” with his 17-year-old babysitter Jessica. And I’m not talking “cute, fluffy, puppy love”—no, this kid thinks that Jessica is his soul mate. He spends the whole movie doing really ridiculous, creepy things to show her that he loves her. All throughout this subplot, the movie stumbles around with what it wants to do with this character: he’s undeniably creepy and at times, it feels like the movie is poking fun at the typical stalkerish rom-com bullshit.

At the end, however, it’s his eighth grade graduation and he’s giving a speech. He starts to say that he no longer believes in true love and, in a truly disgusting display of moralistic bullshit, Steve Carell stands up and says NO SON, BELIEVE IN TRUE LOVE, BELIEVE! He talks about how he was only 15 when he met his “soul mate” and that he’ll never give up on her, even when things are rough. So, basically he completely condones every creepy, inappropriate thing his son has done throughout the movie. When Robbie tells Jessica that he masturbates to her picture? When he texted Jessica about how much he loved her until she flat-out said “this is making me uncomfortable”? When he built a scaffold in front of his school and announced his undying love for her in front of everyone? All of this is totally okay! Because he’s just fighting for true love, man! Needless to say, this had me a bit miffed.

And what’s fucking worse is that it’s not just Steve Carell. The movie leaves absolutely no ambiguity about whether or not it condones Robbie’s behavior. Because after the speech, Robbie is looking hopefully through the crowd and meets eyes with Jessica, and she smiles at him. And then gives him FUCKING NAKED PICTURES OF HERSELF. Because…yeah, I guess she’s okay with him being creepy and is so cool with the idea of him jerking off to her that she wants to help him out with it!

Are you even kidding me right now? She’s seventeen. He’s thirteen. This is disturbing and wrong. And it just annoys the fuck out of me that instead of having one of the parents come in and teach this kid that this isn’t okay and you can’t just violate someone’s personal space and make them feel uncomfortable just because you have feelings for them, all of the characters completely approve of his behavior to the point where the moral of the goddamn movie is that you should act this way.

Another frustrating element to all of this is that Jessica had a creepy subplot too; she was “in love” with Steve Carell and took the naked pictures specifically for him. She never gave them to him (though she intended to) but when her parents discover the pictures, they completely lose their shit and it leads to the ridiculous backyard brawl between Jessica’s father and Steve Carell. Jessica’s creepy sexual actions have negative consequences for everyone, while Robbie’s parents don’t even bat an eye at how disturbing his actions are and at the end his behavior is not just accepted, but seen as commendable and good.

It’s just so icky. It ruined what was otherwise a flawed but fun little movie. There isn’t enough shirtless Ryan Gosling in the world that can make me forgive this shit. Though I appreciated their effort…

And it’s got that hideous fucking poster!

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6 responses to “Why I Hate the Ending of Crazy, Stupid, Love (and Why You Should Too)

  1. you summed up everything I hated about this movie so perfectly.
    except one other thing that bugged me: the Emma Stone/Josh Groban relationship. 1. why were they even together? the felt so forced it was ridiculous. and 2. the whole “you’re too hot for him” thing got me angry, not because I love Groban (though I do), but because I really just abhor that kind of idea. it was basically like, “oh you’re unhappy in your relationship because you’re too hot for him. let’s not even talk about how you have nothing in common because relationships are based on how hot you are and how you look together.”

    actually, that’s kind of the message I got out of the whole movie. I mean, I get that the Carrell character was letting himself go in every sense of the word, but it felt like they focused on the outside change of the character and didn’t do shit on the inside change. and I’m sorry, but if you’re at the point where you want a divorce, outside change is NOT going to be enough.

    basically this movie made my head hurt.

    but I am glad that the director basically treated Gosling like an object of desire through the whole movie in much the same way that Michael Bay usually films hot chicks. it was nice to see a hot guy objectified for once.

    • Ashley

      Seriously, everything with Emma Stone’s intro in this movie was so half-assed. Like, who the hell IS this character? I didn’t even really realize that she and Groban were IN a relationship and it’s so underdeveloped that when Groban seems surprised at her expectation of proposal, it almost makes her look like a desperate woman who was imagining a relationship where there wasn’t one. It’s just so sad to see how underdeveloped parts of this movie are, especially since it spends so much time concentrating on Gosling and Carell doing there…dood stuff. I really feel like I never got to know Emma Stone’s and Julianne Moore’s characters that well because this movie doesn’t know how to handle characters and subplots.

  2. Seriously you guys missed the most important problem with the movie. It condones cheating because as the movie points out its okay to cheat because everything will work out in the end and your partner will totally forgive you. Wow I was so pissed with that ending that I had to watch a comedy to forget this shitty ending. It should have ended with him hooking up with the teacher at least that’s what I was hopping for. Him starting his life over and his wife realizing her mistake and regretting it while watching her husband move on.

  3. array528

    Ashley… you’re an idiot. I HATE, DESPISED and LOATHED this movie ALL FUCKING AROUND… because it is a COLOSSAL PIECE OF SHIT. However… you’re an IDIOT for your whole droning on about Robbie. Had he been say: RYAN REYNOLDs acting creepy and pining for love in a stalker-ish manner you’d be GUSHING YOURSELF. Or had it been a tall boy who just happens to be 3 years younger than her you’d be smitten. You’re a bigot and it’s obvious you are upset that this is a rendition of the last acceptable minority to discriminate against ACTUALLY ending up happy in the end. It’s obvious you hate short men/guys and it irritates you a short male (OF ANY AGE) prevailed in Hollywood cinema.

    Grow the fuck up you tramp.

  4. “all of the characters completely approve of his behavior to the point where the moral of the goddamn movie is that you should act this way.” This is the problem I had with this movie. I couldn’t help but think this movie’s entire message was “no means yes.” It just kept happening… and then people were rewarded for disregarding the lack of consent. Creeped me out.

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