Jeff, Who Lives at Home

I’ve enjoyed most of the Duplass brothers’ output, and to have this be the lone stinker on their track record is pretty remarkable. Regardless: hokey indie tropes out the wazoo. Predictable character arcs that rely on unearned sympathy. Jason Segel at his most boring, Ed Helms at his most pointless. I’d love to watch a film based entirely around Judy Greer’s character, but instead, we have indie Jesus as a protagonist in a film whose magic bean is that he is right about everything (also, he loves “Signs”). A heap of stupid garbage not worthy of your time or attention.

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