UW-Madison Film PhD candidate, one-time Jeopardy champ, jaunty Arkansas gentleman, the unholy spawn of Jay Sherman and Martin Prince.
I just don't know, man. This hyperactive mash-up of The Wachowskis, Stephen Chow, Rick and Morty, Douglas Adams, Wong Kar-Wai (?), Ratatouille (??), and a hundred other disparate influences aims for a sort of post-postmodern new sincerity Zoomer "right in the feelings" parable about how moms who don't hug enough are doing the best they can, but it all becomes rather numbing and exhausting, and it's not helped by a sense of humor that doesn't even rise to the level…