It becomes too cruel to generate laughter for anyone who would empathize with Ferrell’s tantrum-prone man-child.
It labors under the illusion that Sub Pop memorabilia is adequate substitute for the honest evocation of a creative subculture and the personalities of which it’s composed.
Heaven Is for Real is by Christians, for Christians, and deliberately, if subtly, antagonistic toward everyone else.
What starts as a tense thriller eventually evolves into a darkly humorous and astute character study, a Coen brothers-esque comedy of errors by way of a Jack Londonian survival story.
Alexander Payne films don’t have the distinct visual styles of movies by Quentin Tarantino or Wes Anderson, but they are quickly recognizable just the same.