August 25, 2017

R: August 25th, 2017 | R: 88 minutes | R: R

A major disappoint to the song its titled after, Marc Webb's latest dramedy offers very little in return for your suspension of disbelief, attention, and time. The latest in writer Allan Loeb's string of mediocrity that includes COLLATERAL BEAUTY and THE SPACE BETWEEN US, this film pretentiously asks that you empathize with sexually-frustrated and narcissistic whiny Thomas (Callum Turner), a recent college graduate drowning in a disgusting amount of white privilege as he attempts to save his parents' relationship by stalking his father's mistress (Kate Beckinsale). The father, played by Pierce Brosnan, is of course cheating on his wife (the amazing Cynthia Nixon) due to her mental illness, which he apparently can't stand anymore. Not to mention Thomas's best friend (Kiersey Clemons), who he blatantly manipulates repeatedly into helping him do terrible things.

Unfortunately, there's no reason to watch this other than the decent cast, who bring out the best out of stereotyped, bland characters. The awful coming-of-age story has absolutely nothing of value to say and Thomas's entitlement is long and tiring, even if the suffering only lasts for 88 minutes. The fetishization of the awkward, depressing situation that Thomas's family is put through should be looked down upon, not celebrated like this film intended to do.

Rating: 1 out of 5

Gerardo Gerardo (Contributor) is a film student living in Philadelphia. He usually prefers independent and classic films, but he will watch anything in theaters.
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