No matter how much they try, the actors in this film can't overcome the ineptitude of this film's improv motif. Sometimes this works and when it does, it sings. This film does not sing. It meanders aimlessly, completely unaware that it's not doing anything. There are no stakes and even less drama. Needle drops aren't a good substitute for content. The baby kills it though....
No actor aside from Charlie Day could pull this off and for the most part, he does. He plays a mostly mute man trust into the Hollywood grinder. There he becomes the biggest name in the world and a nobody before he's even conscious of what's happening to him.
The message is heavy handed but that's not what holds this film back. Its speedbump is that the shtick gets old before the film runs its course. It's an ambitious swing for Day, and I appreciate that. Solid double off the wall - thrown out at third trying to stretch it to three.