Within five minutes of the opening credits, Peter Bretter (Segel) lets it all hang out. By which I mean the gangly, freshly showered hero of Forgetting Sarah Marshall is naked and we're glimpsing him full-frontal. But this isn't gratuitous nudity. Nope, there's a point: Peter is exposed, both literally and emotionally, since his longtime girlfriend, TV star Sarah Marshall (Bell), chooses this moment to dump him. Marshall, a likable, lightweight romantic comedy written by Segel and produced by Judd Apatow (Knocked Up), is smart that way. There are a couple of things going on in every scene and the film eventually gives all of its characters—Peter holidays in Hawaii, only to find Sarah and her new squeeze (Brand) ensconced at the same hotel—the benefit of the doubt. The cast, including Kunis as a fetching hotel clerk, is personable, with Brand, playing a lascivious British rocker, nabbing the biggest laughs.