Office Space is a film that starts off being a light-hearted comedy about a guy who decides he's had enough of his mundane everyday life, and ends up being about a group of guys who fuck up a heist. I don't get why this is. The first half of the film is packed with clever and funny gags, and then suddenly they stop because the guy decides he wants to pinch some money.

The first qualm I encountered with the film is that the main character Peter decides he has had enough of his job and goes off to do whatever he wants, and then spends most of his time at work just being a dick. That's like donating money anonymously to an orphanage and then demanding that all the children line up and thank you personally. If you've decided that working in that office was soul destroying and that you now don't give a toss about anything, why keep going back there?? In my eyes, Peter hasn't snapped and decided to go off and not give a shit. He just wants to look cool.

There is also this relationship with Jennifer Aniston that comes out of nowhere, and is basically only there to motivate the massive U-turns of attitude Peter makes. In this sense, Jennifer Aniston is a dead end.

I'm kind of confused as to whether or not we are supposed to like Peter as a character, because he establishes himself as a show-boating dick, and then becomes a criminal, all with a smug sense of self-righteousness that makes me think the writers wanted Peter to represent the every-man, living the dream of the depressed guy stuck in a cubical and giving two fingers to the system. He doesn't represent this. Milton represents this, but who wants to identify with that goofy fucker?

I was really enjoying this film up until the jokes stopped coming and the heist film kicked in. It's half decent.