Drinking Buddies

The film's quartet of post-slackers are captured as they feel their way around the edges of what they want (and are afraid to ask for) with painful accuracy.

Here's a toast to the cast and crew: "Drinking Buddies" is a three-dimensional movie that doesn't require beer goggles.

[Swanberg] points the movie in directions that defy our expectations, exploring the characters' immaturity and the entropy of human interaction.

Not much happens in Drinking Buddies, which, frankly, is refreshing.

"Drinking Buddies" sneaks up on you; you think it's going in one direction, and suddenly it goes somewhere much more interesting.

Swanberg doesn't exactly reinvent the romantic-comedy formula, but he explores it in unexpected ways, with a terrific cast making the relationships all the more genuine and enjoyable.

I'm no beer aficionado, but I found Drinking Buddies to be like a cold, clear drink of artisanal beer -- savory with rich, emphasized notes while also sparkling with subtlety.

Every aspect of this film fits together nicely, even when the drama going on in the film is a little messy.

This is a giant nothing. I can't think of a recent picture where I've seen less effort to enlighten or entertain.

I was a bit skeptical when I first learned about Drinking Buddies, because I did not expect Wilde and her cohorts to be up for the task; thankfully, I was proven wrong, and the actors go places that I would never expect studio-seasoned actors to go.

A beautifully observed dramedy about modern friendship and romance; funny, poignant, unforgettable.

It finds its groove with sincere, nuanced performances and a realistic attitude to romance as refreshing as a fistful of Citra hops.