When a successful television writer’s daughter becomes the interest of an aging filmmaker with an appalling past, he becomes worried about how to handle the situation.
So much wasted talent. John Malkovich, Charlie Day, Albert Brooks, Edie Falco, Helen Hunt…no one could save this film. The writing was incredibly poor, especially for Louis C.K.’s standard. The dialogue was jilted. The direction was generic. The music was out of place. The black & white cinematography looked like a bad sitcom trying to do a one-off tribute episode to Children of Paradise. Save yourself the 2 hours and don’t bother.