The F Word is hands down one of the best romantic comedies I’ve seen in ages! It will put a smile on your face right off the bat and it will remain there the rest of the day (and resurface when you reflect on the film). It tackles the issue of love and that long debated idea of whether men and women (or men and men or women and women) can ever really be “just friends”. (I feel this is familiar territory for the star, Daniel Radcliffe, as Harry and Hermione totally had awkward sexual tension).
In his first venture out of self imposed hermit-hood hiding from a broken heart, Wallace (Radcliffe) meets Chantry (Zoe Kazan) at a mutual friend’s party (his college roommate, her cousin, played by Girls‘ Adam Driver). Their similar sense of humor, awkwardness, and penchant for magnetic poetry sends sparks flying. But what happens when only one half recognizes the electricity and the other has a boyfriend of five years? The When Harry Met Sally courting around courtship dance ensues. Banter, hilarity, and tender giving moments paint a sweet and honest story that is just F-ing fun.
“Cute”, “sweet”, “quirky indie-rom-com”, while accurate, do not do it justice. The perfect cast deliver the dialogue with effortless ease and flow. Their talent is one ingredient and a stellar script is another (Elan Mastai adapted the play Toothpaste and Cigars written by T.J. Dawe and Michael Rinaldi). Director Michael Dowse (Fubar, It’s All Gone Pete Tong, Goon) guides us seamlessly through the story, setting it unapologetically in Toronto.
A quirky (and delicious) bookend to the budding relationship is the legendary Fool’s Gold sandwich, which we at Addicted got to sample. Yum! Read all about it in Fool’s Gold: PB and J and Bacon, Oh My!