While The Humans is genuinely engaging at times, for me, it never fully reaches greatness, bordering on it but never pulling me in enough to really interest me. Writer/director Stephen Karam's arty, melancholic screen adaptation of his Tony award-winning play, is painful in both a good and bad way. The anguish of the characters is aching and heartfelt but the way it drags left me feeling cold and quite frankly unmoved by it’s conclusion. For a film so concerned about humans, their fears, dreams, and connections to one another, Karam ends up doing the very thing he should be avoiding: isolating them to the point none of them feel rememberable, thus leaving me with very little to care for. I’m sure it’s a film others will love, but for me, The Humans left me underwhelmed and unsatisfied, sadly never pulled me in the way I had hoped.