You, Me, and Dupree should not be seen by you, me, or, for that matter, Dupree. It's not all bad; there are several funny parts which will give you a few laughs. But to sit through this movie for two hours is kind of like going on a blind date with someone who is supposed to be really hot and then finding out that she (or he, for you ladies) is not at all what you expected.
The plot is pretty simple, and so is its predictable ending. When Carl (Matt Dillon) and Molly (Kate Hudson) get married, Carl's life-long buddy, Randy Dupree (Owen Wilson) feels abandoned. Carl also has trouble coping with married life and not getting to hang out with his buddies. When Dupree finds himself out of a job and out of a home, Carl and Molly decide to take him in until he gets back on his feet. Trouble is, Dupree starts getting comfortable in his new home as his benefactors try to hide their irritation at his annoying habits and constant interruptions. Enter Molly's Dad (Michael Douglas), who has never approved of Carl and who suddenly takes a liking to Dupree.
The main setup of the story and the terrific cast together place a pretty high bar of expectation that is never truly reached. Wilson's performance is endearing as always, but it forces Matt Dillon to be the straight man which completely wastes his comedic talent. Kate Hudson looks pretty darn hot (you'll get to see her in her underwear a few times), but Michael Douglas doesn't live up to potential at all as the disapproving father. Robert De Niro did this 100 times better in Meet the Parents.
There are a few good laughs to be had. One is just in how head-over-heels in love Dupree becomes with Mandy, a girl he went out on one blind date with. Carl and Molly come home to find him buttering her up...literally. Every time that he calls her his soul mate, I laughed. Another funny aspect of Dupree's personality is his fascination with Lance Armstrong, which culminated in a cameo appearance by the cycling legend himself.
However, for the majority of the film, I sat there waiting for my next laugh. And waiting. For the most part, I'm still waiting.
You, Me, and Dupree should not be seen by you, me, or, for that matter, Dupree.
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