Barry Munday (Patrick Wilson) is a lascivious womanizer slacker. He's a real boob man. He hits on a young girl at the movie theater and her dad smashes his balls with a trumpet. He wakes up in the hospital with his testicles removed. His girlfriend returns and breaks up. He gets a paternity suit from Ginger Farley (Judy Greer). Despite not remembering the night, he accepts responsibility. He starts to act differently. Carol (Jean Smart) is Barry's single mother. He doesn't know his father. Ginger has her parents (Malcolm McDowell, Cybill Shepherd) and her outgoing sister Jennifer Farley (Chloë Sevigny).It's a wacky premise similar to Knocked Up although castration is no manwaxing. The characters are less likable. The comedy is unfunny because of that. There is a sad aura around the whole thing. This has a cast of great comedic actors but it's missing the comedic writing. Chris D'Arienzo is no Judd Apatow.

Barry Munday (Patrick Wilson) is a ladies man. At first the movie is trying to tell us that he just thinks of himself as one, but they did show us him getting his way with a lot of women. I guess I'm supposed to think that since it's just a comedy, there's no point to being consistent.Barry wakes up in the hospital and discovers he's missing his testicles. That's an original set-up for what could be a fairly funny comedy, but 10 minutes in and that premise is mostly forgotten. We then get a boring comedy about Barry trying to get to know the mother of his unborn child. The two stories are only related by the fact that if he ever wants to be a father, now is his last chance.There are some fairly funny lines, but the situations are not clever and the characters are not endearing. There is nothing to connect us to Barry and the rest are just rude, unrealistic characters. Notice how I never called the far-fetched premise unrealistic but I called the characters unrealistic? Yeah, that's how bad they are. We were also told the impregnation occurred on February 11th and the expected due date is December 10th. Really, a 10-month gestation period? I actually think that they just didn't want me to do the math. Well, I'll make it easy, don't watch "Barry Munday".

As others have testified, Patrick Wilson's Barry is treated like the worst human alive for reasons not made clear...enough. He's a womanizer? Yeah, and all the women he bedded WANTED it at the time, including Judy Greer's Ginger. I got so sick of her constant berating that I had to yell some unspeakable words at the screen. Sorry, Ginger, but you had it comin'! What makes it all bearable is Wilson's good-ole-guy Barry, almost innocent in his train-wreck approach to women. He seems so sweet and puppy dog up against all the arseholes who use him to channel their inner hatreds against. And Ginger eventually softens up and owns up to her fault and has a pretty good line about the blessings of ugliness. Good enough all around to watch instantly if you have Netflix.

Yes, I said it. Perfect. No, it's not a Hollywood blockbuster and it's not populated with A-list actors, but it's pitch perfect and has the best possible balance of cast and story brought to life with a subtle hand.Judy Greer is a joy to watch on screen and I looked forward to every moment of her in this film.If you don't need action and fireworks and gun-play and are a fan of great writing, acting, and great filmmaking, this is for you. I hope it makes it into a theater near me because I'm definitely seeing it and will be dragging some friends with me because I know they'll appreciate it.