The mind-numbing vapidity or the main character lead me to ponder whether or not this was some attempt at a pitch black satire.
It doesn't seem that was the case.
Povitsky sleep-walks through this like someone that's been awake for 3 days on a mollly bender and is in the final hours where she's chugged half a bottle of Ambien and is slowly drifiting off. A vapid anti-comedy, you can spot where the jokes are meant to be, they're just not funny, it's like watching a feature length, 20-something version of Everybody Loves Raymond.
Sadly the film doesn't end with a half hour of the main character being attacked with a screwdriver, so I didn't laugh at all.
It doesn't seem that was the case.
Povitsky sleep-walks through this like someone that's been awake for 3 days on a mollly bender and is in the final hours where she's chugged half a bottle of Ambien and is slowly drifiting off. A vapid anti-comedy, you can spot where the jokes are meant to be, they're just not funny, it's like watching a feature length, 20-something version of Everybody Loves Raymond.
Sadly the film doesn't end with a half hour of the main character being attacked with a screwdriver, so I didn't laugh at all.