Fans of “Hot Fuzz” and “Shaun of the Dead” rejoice! Simon Pegg, co-writer and star of the comedy “Run, Fat Boy, Run,” has not failed us yet. In this role, Pegg reminds us that he needs no comedic handicap because he’s a British native, but then again, “Run, Fat Boy, Run” is not a British comedy.

Instead of deriving the film’s humor from the royal bloodline of buffoonery such as “Dr. Strangelove” and “Monty Python,” Pegg takes a note from the more physical slapstick of Adam Sandler in “Click” and “Big Daddy.”

The movie opens with what is suppose to be a happy ending for Pegg’s character, Dennis, and his pregnant girlfriend, Libby, played by the gorgeous Thandie Newton. For reasons that may seem obvious, Dennis gets cold feet and literally runs for it, leaving his bride and unborn baby at the altar. Director, David Schwimmer, doesn’t allot ample time to judge as the audience is propelled five years into the present, and Dennis is confronted with a new challenge. Libby has decided to move on with a new boyfriend, Whit (Hank Azaria), that is best described as a well-to-do, high-end jerk. 

After an entertaining conversation with Whit in a men’s locker room, Dennis is rocked with an epiphany. He is about to get his last chance to court the woman he still loves and remain an important part of his son’s life. Now the protagonist must commit an act of absolute insanity to affirm their love - average romantic comedy right? Running 26 miles to show her you care” is crazy right? Maybe! But in “Run, Fat Boy, Run,” there exists a delightful balance of comedy with emotional junctures that give the film credibilty as a complete work. 

The expected training montages become community affairs of endless hilarity that allow the best friend, Gordan, (Dylan Moran) and landlord, Mr. Ghoshdashtidar, (Harish Patel) to beat Dennis senseless in preparation for the marathon. Simply put, Pegg has not forgotten his base, and still manages to successfully swoon the American audience.

In “Run, Fat Boy, Run,” Pegg’s character is propt to remind people that he is not fat but merely unfit. So, for the sake of being politically correct, run to theatres, to see that unfit boy run.