Wed, July 26, 2017
Joel Murray delivers a remarkable performance, elevating the familiar “pitiable schlub who can’t catch a break” with some poignant emotion and weariness. There’s a clever concept, and more than one moment of genius, but tonally this is an absolute mess—never a good thing, but here in particular it undermines most of the message about cruelty and shock value. Though, even as well-observed as parts of World’s Greatest Dad were, it’s probably unwise to expect subtlety from Bobcat Goldthwait.