Cheebs, the only difference between an Apatow produced/written comedy and an Apatow directed comedy is that he cranks the sentimental bullcrap up to eleven for the climax. No thank you.
Role Models was great, by the way. Apatow crew without Apatow involved - and it was better for it. Just when I thought they were going to go ahead with some kind of Apatow-esque courtroom scene where we all learn a valuable life lesson (with a couple of curse words thrown in), they said - fuck you, Apatow! - and rocked out to a KISS inspired climax. Fantastic.
Apatow is quickly becoming this generation's John Hughes.