Made

Favreau, who wrote "Swingers," has now directed and written the hilarious Made, which re-teams him with Vaughn. The two play off each other so well that they recall fond memories of Jack Lemmon and Walter Matthau.

Little more than a rambling chain of combative buddy mishaps, but the interplay between Vaughn and Favreau, who does great double takes of thrusting chin frustration, spins you through the weak patches.

There are laughs -- lots of them, too -- but at some point the source of the laughs -- Vaughan's Ricky, a yammering loose cannon -- goes from entertaining to obnoxious.

Fitfully amusing and two leads generate engaging chemistry.

Amusing Made doesn't quite measure up to expectations.

The film's a trifle, but a beautifully crafted one.

Totally in the distance is the memory of "Swingers," whose hipster goof has been replaced by a stupid goof. This may be what is meant by the “dumbing down of America.”

I’m genuinely surprised this film has such a high user rating on MetaCritic. While Made starts off with some promise, making you curious about what might happen next, it quickly becomes irritating as the plot loses steam and lacks any real substance by the end. Vince Vaughn essentially repeats his usual shtick from other movies, irritating everyone around him with a lot of incessant talking for basically the entire film, it was super annoying. I was waiting for Jon Favreau to simply tell Vince to shut up in about 4 scenes, the movie itself feels poorly thought out. It’s not that it doesn’t make sense, but there isn’t much depth or direction. The humor is just mediocre at best; but completely forgettable, leaving you wondering if it’s even trying to be a comedy. This movie ****.