Lars and the Real Girl
12A, Nationwide
Lars and the Real Girl is a comedy which tells the story of an introverted, emotionally backward loner (Ryan Gosling, in bad knitwear and anorak) who believes a sex doll is real and introduces her to the local community as his girlfriend. It all sounds gorgeous, as if it is going to be wonderfully distasteful — how could it not be? — but, disappointingly, it just isn’t nearly distasteful enough. This is a shame, particularly if you have been waiting a long time for a decent film featuring bad knitwear and a sex doll, as I have.
It is set in some unnamed American Mid-western town and opens in church on a Sunday with the preacher saying that there is only one true law: ‘Love each other.’ Is this telegraphing what is to come? Yes. You won’t realise it at the time but I’m telling you now: it is. Anyway, we then follow Lars to his home, which is a garage attached to the house where his brother Gus (Paul Schneider) lives with his wife Karin (Emily Mortimer). Gus and Karin are good, giving, caring people who worry about Lars living all alone in the garage in that bad knitwear, so when he announces he has a girlfriend they are thrilled. The scene where Lars first introduces his ‘girlfriend’ is magic and is funny. The couples sit on opposite sofas with Gus and Karin looking totally stunned while Lars, beaming away, explains that she is called Bianca and is half-Brazilian, half- Danish and hopes to learn English. This is not a film about sex, by the way. The doll is ‘anatomically correct’ but at no point does Lars explore this particular selling point.
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