Then again, at least Driver - who plays the black sheep of the Altman clan, gathered in suburban New York to sit shiva for their recently deceased patriarch - injects some unpredictable, and thereby remotely believable, energy into “This Is Where I Leave You,” which rounds so many formulaic bases that it might as well come with a handout punch card.
And that motley tableau doesn’t even include Adam Driver, the scene-stealer from “ Girls” who in this bland, tonally incoherent large-format sitcom resembles less a member of the misbegotten family than a being beamed in from another universe. “ This Is Where I Leave You,” a misanthropic misfire adapted from Jonathan Tropper’s novel of the same name, wants viewers to believe many things, among them that even the most petty, bickering examples of bourgeois entitlement can be redeemed by pat third-act resolutions, and that “It’s complicated” passes for nuanced dialogue.īut perhaps its biggest stretch is demanding that the audience take seriously the notion that Jane Fonda, Corey Stoll, Jason Bateman and Tina Fey could ever be taken for blood relations. When you’re making a comedy about a dysfunctional family, shouldn’t it at least pass a simple genetics test?
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