In the hands of any other filmmaker, Andy Stitzer (Steve Carell) would be a creepy, goofy idiot in love with plastic people because he can't connect to real ones. But Carell, who co-wrote the film with director Judd Apatow, is ultimately as soft and sentimental as the movie is crude and obscene. Andy's tortured, humiliated, and mocked relentlessly by those who find his choice of lifestyles inexplicable at best and disturbing at worst. But rather than laugh at Andy, the audience feels for him: He didn't set out to go sexless, but the choice suits him fine. With a wonderful cast that includes Catherine Keener as Andy's love interest, Virgin is astoundingly astute but also wondrously clever, written with more care and joy than any hundred comedies to come out of Hollywood in years. It's the best sort of romantic comedy -- a movie in which the characters earn and deserve their happiness after stepping on a thousand land mines. It's a dick joke with heart.