Not really sure why you’d make an addiction movie and then give us little to no insight about the internal life of the addict the story is about. 

Jill Clayburgh is wonderful. This movie is not.

Fun! Pure joy! A goddamned delight.

Look, all I’m saying is, YOU write a movie where the Looney Tunes kidnap Michael Jordan and force him to play basketball against aliens, you do a better job, go ahead.

I fear I may be experiencing what can only be called “Pratt fatigue.”