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| Review by Caitlyn Thompson |
Written and Directed by Patrick Brice
Starring Adam Scott, Taylor Schilling,
Not worth it.
An amalgam of raunchy one-liners, gratuitous nudity and incessant awkwardness, The Overnight lacks originality and falls very flat.
Emily (Taylor Schilling) and Alex (Adam Scott) have moved to LA recently and are attempting to settle in and hopefully make some adult friends.
The characters are typical for this pre-middle-age sexually-awkward-filled dramedy. Their banter is quick, they are satisfied but admittedly rather bored with their lifestyle.
Schilling’s a businesswoman of sorts–it’s clearly not important because the only information we have on her job is that she wears nice blazer. Scott is a frumpy stay-at-home dad.
Schilling and Scott do have a fun chemistry but his slip into Jason’s ridiculous artwork and blaset share-everything-with-the-world philosophy is obnoxious and his Taylor’s exasperation simply becomes tiresome.
Enter Jason Schwartzman as Kurt.
I feel a little bad saying this but I’m really tired of the hipster-esque schtick he’s so prone to playing. The overly calm demeanor, ironically retro outfits, and intrusive friendliness which is, let’s be real here, just creepy. He offers a hippie-dippie unoriginal performance flaunting his giant (prosthetic penis) and extreme close-up paintings of anal apertures.
His counterpart, Charlotte (Judith Godrèche) is a sexy French woman whose purpose is to exude extreme sexuality while soft spoken and childishly cute. It’s a bit unsettling after a while.
Do these features add anything to the plot? No.
Is there even a plot? Not really.
Yes, they have funny lines. Yes, the casting can be great. But the opportunity for originality or cleverness is always tossed aside for outlandish plot lines that are too stupid to be amusing. It’s a shame because the actors have a good deal of talent and are given foolish roles.
