Ewan’s review published on Letterboxd :
I do like Nicole Holofcener's cinema of middle-class malaise, much though it's strange to watch one lacking the talents of Catherine Keener. Ben Mendelsohn's central character is a frustrating man, to be sure -- in many ways he's quite the insensitive d1ck, but then again the film is clear about this, avoiding giving him too much of a break. Even if it feels like he's sleepwalking through life, from one screw-up to another (often involving his and his friends' children), there's a sense of an arc in his character, a gradual self-realisation, conveyed through subtle and expressive means, in quiet moments between characters. There's not a great deal of flashiness, but plenty of heart.