"Sarah Marshall" is fun (and not)

"Forgetting Sarah Marshall" may be one of the most erratic movies in years. There are bits that are wasted -- meandering and pointless. And there are ones that are just hilarious.

I laughed out loud (that's sort of the idea in a comedy) often. I laughed at the "do nothing" surfing lesson. And the wonderfully cheesy rock-star song, "Inside You." And the woeful song about not going to a psychiatrist. And the closing musical; this has to be my favorite puppet vampire musical ever.

And the movie's inconsistency? That seems to be a part of the mostly terrific movies that Jud Apatow produces. They're clever, if a tad unbridled. You get the feeling that each movie includes about seven improvised elements, three of them great and the rest not at all.

One  thing more: If I wrote and starred in a movie, I'd do just like Jason Segal did -- set it in Hawaii. I would not, however, include a long break-up scene between the frontally naked me and the fully clothed actress. But then, that's just me.