Ben Stiller is having another midlife crisis, and only his sincere, heartfelt performance saves this pile of unchecked white male privilege from self-parody. But only just.
Despite allusions to the careers of the two main female characters, they are primarily adjuncts to their men, whose stories are all about their work. [This post is not behind the paywall.]
This stinging GenX midlife meltdown is a bit strained in its plot, but that’s balanced out by lots of melancholy wisdom and bittersweet wit.