Not quite as insufferable as Obvious Child, but still not very good.
Also, Jenny Slate laughing sounds like a poor Seth Rogen laugh impersonation by some one who inhaled helium while being choked out by a burly armed man.
Gilroy took this back into the editing room after some unfavorable TIFF reactions where the film premiered and cut out twelve minutes. I can’t image the even greater mess those film goers were subjected to.
The outlying problem with the film is it never decides what it wants to be. It seems to have three sections that are all loosely connected that are each trying to be their own type of film, act one being a character study, two being…