Overview: Two personal trainers and an eccentric millionaire (aren’t they all that way) get caught in a love triangle. Magnolia Pictures; 2015; Rated R; 105 minutes.
You Can Help Me: Fitness, first and foremost, is about taking control of one’s life. To seize back what one once had, or gain what one never did. When people join a gym, they want to overcome the garbage, trim the fat, get past the negativity from their past, and become more comfortable with themselves. People join gyms after breakups, when they lose their jobs, and when they are in places of despair, and want to bring themselves back up. And, most importantly, when they want to seize back control. Results is about a bunch of personal trainers who lose control. Their lives and love lives start to go in a spiral after Danny Ross (Kevin Corrigan) moves into town and signs up for training sessions. It’s the classic subversion of stereotype; the firemen get burned, the police officers get arrested, and, this time, it’s the personal trainers who need the training.
Easy Comedy: Results is an affable and generally entertaining film. There are few, if any, glaring flaws, and it hits all of the right romantic comedy notes perfectly. Director Andrew Bujalski does some interesting things with space and setting in order to show the characters’ stations in life and in their own minds (long shots to depict a certain loneliness, while centering the characters to show their egotism). His directorial skill goes far and beyond the usual mumble-core, romantic comedy. For example, when Guy Pearce’s character whispers to his barking dog, “Our territory is not being threatened,” Pearce is clearly being threatened in his real life. The line is a sly and funny jest, expertly placed by Bujalski.
Target Weight: However, even as it hits its notes, I can’t help but feel a certain disappointment with the film. It’s nice, but no one ever gets remembered for just being nice, and I doubt I’ll think about this movie at all after I submit this review. There is absolutely nothing wrong with being a good film, which I suppose Results is by all of its self-defined measurements, but good films, when established by such a modest rule, will hardly ever spark conversation or seem worth revisiting. Results, by turns, is a smart film, and good for a chuckle or two, but that’s it. The film never seems to amount to much more than a few well-timed jokes, creating a final product that feels more like a standard sitcom episode than a feature length film. Despite the movie’s lack of ambition, credit needs to be given to the performances within. The best comes in Kevin Corrigan’s lethargic, stoner millionaire, with his low-key apathy and cocky swagger. His scenes are consistently funny, and his chemistry with the perpetually, pissed-off Cobie Smulders (also great) is a thing of beauty. Guy Pearce is excellent here as well, as he balances earnestness and discontentment incredibly well. The entire cast is remarkably capable, really, though I wish they were working within a more dynamic and ambitious movie.
Overall: As a whole, Results is okay; it’s funny enough, with some good performances, and not the worst way to kill a couple of hours.