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It’s official. Jennifer Aniston is NOT a movie star. But she sure knows how to yell and scream and cry. This is acting talent? It’s as common as a bad marriage near you.
Not to mention that all Aniston’s movies are terrible. She’s still playing herself a/k/a “Rachel” of “Friends.” Her third and latest movie in a year, “The Break-Up,” is no different. Except that it’s the worst. It’s painful. If your relationship is not bad enough and you need lessons, this flick is for you.
Guys, don’t let the presence of Vince Vaughn and a few good lines in the trailer fool you. You’ll hate this movie. It’s not funny. It’s not “.” And it’s definitely not a fun night out at the movies. I’ll save you the money by telling you the funniest line in the movie: when Vaughn calls ballet “Middle Age Techno.” Other than that, this film is all downhill.
You must wonder why they are promoting this movie with stories about “Aniston goes nude in latest film.” Yes, Aniston’s severely blurred nude butt is in the movie. Big whoop. Sad she had to become a substandard Playboy nude to sell tix to her lousy flick. Anyone who goes to the movie for that is a loser. You just wasted 1.5 hours of your life for a cheap thrill nothin’.

For anyone whose life is too calm/peaceful, not stressful enough, and without enough of some woman yelling, screaming, crying, and arguing about household chores, this movie is for you. For the rest of us, we really don’t need to see Jennifer Aniston take the anger she should have shown Brad Pitt on us, the movie goer.
Save your $10. This movie is dreadful. And the ending ain’t happy . . . much like the whole movie.