Sex Tape movie review

Taking product plugging to a whole new high, or low, those aforesaid iPads are what hold this story together. Trying to reignite their conjugal lives, Annie and Jay tape themselves having sex for three hours on an iPad. Apart from everything else, one comment is on the “amazing camera in these things”. Jay is meant to delete the video, instead it gets synched to his CLOUD — the emphasis all theirs — through an app discussed at some leisure, thereby reaching all those who had received iPads as gift from him.

As Annie and Jay panic at all who could have seen the video, her maximum concern appears to be regarding the mailman, followed by the person who could be her future boss and who sees in her a “wholesome mother”. I guess you can’t have the postman knocking all the time.

When they eventually come around to their son, one of the recipients of those iPads, Annie takes the device and chucks it out the window. Jay picks it up lovingly and remarks on the “amazing body of these things”.

The film largely concerns Annie and Jay running around town retrieving those iPads one single night and second guessing who may or may not have seen their video. In the course of it, there is cocaine, a killer dog, an infantile boss and friends who are enjoying the most from Annie and jay’s apparent misery. There is a hint towards Internet porn being not all that bad and oversexualised teens being not all that innocent.

The one gag the film does well — but only for real Rob Lowe fans — is hint at both the scandal with his own sex tape and his fiasco with the Snow White at the oscars.

If the story is too thin for even a dildo to hang by, it isn’t helped by either Diaz hoping to coast on her inherent goofiness, or by Segel, who is far removed from his usual helpless guy self and too self-conscious as a thinned-down version trying to justify being in this film.

At least we can’t blame him for failing. It would be hard for anyone to justify that one.