At one point there seemed to be this new school of thought where you can make a movie by taking one or two high concept self-consciously "weird" ideas which may or may not be worth a whole movie, and wrapping it in stiffly-mannered, self-consciously "weird" acting and direction, with lots of random weirdness thrown in which is supposed to seem meaningful somehow, I suppose. This actually kind of worked in "Schizopolis" (haven't reviewed, google it) but hit its nadir with a small handful of films—still too many—like "An Evening with Beverly Luff Linn" (which I see I have not reviewed, but did sit through).
I'm sorry to see Zach Galiafinakis get involved in one, though. ZG plays in emotionless man (everyone in these movies is either totally overemotional or way over-the-top emotional) working in a workplace which seems to be an uninspired second-rate version of Lumon Corp from "Severance" (although this predates that by at least 10 years), when people start exploding from stress. Banal points are made about corporate control and marital unhappiness. Yawn.
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