Adlon’s film spins the corporeal realities of pregnancy into heartfelt comic gold.
The Afterparty attempts a deceptively tricky balancing act between murder mystery and comedy.
The film threads classic horror tropes with a woozy, partially comic sensibility but doesn’t fully commit to this approach.
To some degree, Rough Night’s attention to character detail compensates for its weaknesses as a comedy.
It aims to foster a spirit of giddy anarchy in order to tie a ribbon around its shambolic script and rickety pacing.
The exuberant depiction of female kinship as being inextricably bound to the anarchy of daily living gives the series its unexpected sweetness.
Another enterprise that uses the notion of time travel as an excuse to alternate chase scenes with prolonged bursts of expository blathering.
Broad City’s impossible-to-pigeonhole characters revel in their absurdity and rarely stick to the script.