Vince Vaughn has an affable, doughy countenance that's so appealingly ordinary that sometimes it's impossible to believe he stars in movies. With his big forehead, bulky build and hangdog expression, he doesn't project any sort of sexual spark or compelling vibe. We're always told that movie stars have a certain "something" about them, but Vaughn doesn't—at least not for a while. When he started out as the smart-aleck spirit of Swingers and Jurassic Park: The Lost World, he projected a wised-up attitude that seemed to mock the very idea of movie stars. It was as if your lovable-slob college buddy woke up one morning and discovered that people were willing to pay him money to hang out in films.
Recently, though, in The Watch and The Internship, Vaughn's appeal has started to wane, as he's unsuccessfully tried to pretend he's still the edgy loudmouth. So it's somewhat encouraging that his new movie, Delivery Man, finds him going for a slightly softer onscreen persona. The movie's not so great, though, because Vaughn hasn't figured out how to be anything other than the backslapping dude. Delivery Man is about a guy who needs to grow up starring a guy who isn't quite there himself.