Alex Vazquez’s review published on Letterboxd:
All the Chicago shit in this movie made me smile.
Swanberg's working with an actual plot here, even though he seems to forget that from time to time. Jake Johnson is a perfect fit for the Swanberg vibe (as is Joe Lo), and parts of that third act are actually, genuinely tense (but gambling conflicts, especially involving gambling addicts, have to be some of the easiest things to create dramatic tension out of).
But as with his other films I've seen, it feels too slight to register beyond when it's happening in front of me...and even then I sometimes struggle to remain engaged.