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Four. Count it: one, two, three, four. It's the number of tires on a car, the number of seasons in the year and oh, yes, the number of times you get to see Jason Segel's ("Knocked Up," "How I Met Your Mother") penis in the unrated vesion of this week's review, "Forgetting Sarah Marshall."

For those of you who didn't read that and instantly throw down this article to go get a copy of the flick, thanks for sticking around.

The first thing you will probably notice about the somewhat raunchy "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" is how much it feels like "The 40-Year-Old Virgin" and "Knocked Up," which makes perfect sense since it is produced by the same guys.

It requires you to enjoy a certain taste in romantic comedies hinting at an aim for men. It proudly sports the title of "the world's first disaster comedy," and, as I mentioned before, a profound love for showing male genitalia.

You will be hearing the "F-bomb" dropped more often than any kind of romance-inducing music throughout the film, and sex is at the base of just about every conversation.

You'll also see a supporting cast from the other films mentioned, like Bill Hader, Jonah Hill and Paul Rudd.

The trio travel from movie to movie together, not necessarily in starring roles, but always delivering laughs regardless, and "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" is certainly no exception.

If you haven't yet guessed, this flick is a break-up movie. It begins with struggling musician, Peter Bretter (Jason Segel), the star of the film, who completely worships his television-star girlfriend Sarah Marshall (Kristen Bell).

After six years together, however, Sarah finds herself interested in another man, a British rock star sex-machine named Aldous Snow (Russell Brand), to be exact.

What follows is the crumbling of Peter's life after Sarah breaks up with him, essentially tearing out his heart and breaking it into a million pieces in all of its sad, awkward and yet hilarious glory.

It is a little heart wrenching if you have been there, but at the same time, you will find yourself laughing out loud at the several ways Peter tries to start getting over Sarah Marshall.

He tries the dating scene to get over her at first, but it only accomplishes the dirtiest of womanizing. A freak-out at work and his career in the balance finally proves to Peter that he needs a getaway, and what better place for that than Hawaii. The real comedy kicks in right about here.

As coincidence would have it, the same hotel that Peter has chosen for his Hawaiian getaway to clear his head is also the same hotel Sarah and her new boy-toy are staying for a getaway of their own. Oh, boy.

You can almost feel the awkwardness through the TV as you are watching, and sometimes can't help but feel bad for poor Peter.

The rest of the cast follows and helps Peter through the rest of the film, and Rachael (Mila Kunis), the flirty resort receptionist, adds a few interesting methods of her own into the mix to bring Peter out of his slump.

The film offers a hilarious look at relationships through comical, raunchy scenes and moments of pure disaster and chaos. The laughs are peppered throughout and every member of the supporting cast shines in their own moment.

It had me laughing from beginning to end, and the extra scenes, gag reel, commentaries and interviews on the DVD make it a great rent if you are looking for something funny.

Make sure grandma and grandpa aren't around when you watch it, though - it's certainly not a film I'd recommend seeing with the parents.

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