Every cast member in Jocelyn DeBoer and Dawn Luebbe’s too-too manicured satire of cookie-cutter correctness in suburbia sports braces. In case this benumbing nuance went unnoticed, the opening credits roll over a tight shot of a tin-grin ringed by quivering red lips. It’s this belt-and-suspenders approach to comedy that gives the filmmakers’ expansion of a 15-minute film they wrote the feel of an SNL audition reel. (Paul Briganti, the director of the short, ironically enough, lives on as a segment director on SNL.) The overreaching duo star as a pair of eager-to-acquiesce middle-class moms, Jill (DeBoer) and Lisa (Luebbe), living on the fringe in a shadowless world, lit and designed like a live-action Hanna-Barbera cartoon, but with even more atrophied movement. It’s impossible to carpenter a with-it comic universe when the only tool in the toolbox is random silliness. The pair try to pawn it off as a surreal touch, but two women not knowing they’re swapping spit with the other’s husband is aggressively featherbrained, particularly in a film so clearly lacking in purpose. The grass is bound to be greener is another multiplex. (2019) — Scott Marks
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