The biggest fault of this movie is that it’s a stage play. No really. I don’t mean in the sense that The Breakfast Club it 12 Angry Men are stage plays because those both use elements unique to cinema to tell the story. They have this cinematic quality that BBM is just lacking. Every line and every delivery of it just feels so exadurated in a stage play kind of way. Stage plays need that to pull the audience in due to a lack of resources and locations, but on film, subtly is king, and there’s hardly an ounce of it in BBM.
And yet, it’s enjoyable enough. It’s a fine story. Some endearing moments. It’s fine really. Never felt painful. I will say though that it was pretty distracting how the main character is just a cross between Ferris Bueller and Max Fisher, but lacks the charm and sophistication of either.