Run Fat Boy Run 0
“He’s not fat really, he’s just… unfit”
 By Jeremy Azevedo |
If you go into “Run Fat Boy Run” expecting it to be anything like Simon Pegg’s previous films, “Shaun of the Dead” or “Hot Fuzz”, prepare to be sorely disappointed. First of all, there’s no Edgar Wright, Simon’s tubbier sidekick, Second of all, Run Fat Boy Run was directed by David Schwimmer, who everyone knows is a nerd. |
However, the script was written by “The State” alum Michael Ian Black, so that’s a comfort. But it’s about a fat guy that isn’t even really all that fat, which is sorta weird. There are a lot of expectations one might have going into this film, so it’s best if you just sort of let all that go and try and enjoy the picture for what it is: a charming comedy that tells a pretty ordinary story under the guise of an extraordinary premise.
Wait, did I just use the word “charming” in a review? I’m afraid so. The thing about this movie is, about the time you realize that this is ultimately a pretty formulaic film, you also realize that this isn’t always such a bad thing to be. And because of the strength of the cast, what might otherwise come across as cheesy is somehow disarmingly endearing. Much of the credit for this has to be given to Simon Pegg. He is such an “everyman” that virtually anyone can see them self in his position. He’s not too dorky, or too cool, or too good looking, he’s just a really average guy with pretty significant comedic acting chops that can convey a lot by doing very little.
Simon Pegg and his odd-sized nostrils.
