Remember how edgy Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson seemed in Wedding Crashers eight years ago? That’s all a pretty distant memory right now. The comedy duo’s reunion project The Internship is a great many things – timely, cuddly, harmless, formulaic, periodically moderately amusing, Google-worshipping – but it never, ever shows any real edge. The movie is as safe as milk.
And sadly, this milk feels like it is past its expiration date.
The plot, if you want to call it that, is a mix of redemption and fish-out-of-water pathos, and yet oddly neither one quite connects.
Vaughn and Wilson play Billy and Nick, two hot-shot salesmen for an importing company. Their specialty is… uh oh… high-end watches. You see where this is going. In a world where watches are going the way of the typewriter and the Betamax, when their business inevitably closes down, what are these two guys going to do with their lives? They are very likable, but completely inept at any job skills other than schmoozing.
But one thinks: Hey, that company Google on the interwebs is doing awfully well. Maybe we can get a job there.
Oh Gramps, you card.
Sadly, the two have no actual skills to offer Google. And besides, the only thing the company is looking for is unpaid interns, anyway. So these two forty something dudes put their lives (and bills) on hold and decide to play a high-tech game of Survivor with a bunch of tech-savvy nerds who are young enough to be their kids… if these wacky bachelors had ever gotten around to settling down.
Can two schmooze artists who are completely over their heads technologically – and who think that Flashdance is a proper topical reference to use on a bunch of twenty year olds – survive in a landscape which worships the cutting edge?
This is a Vince Vaughn/Owen Wilson movie. What do you think?