By MATT COKER
By AIMEE MURILLO
By AMY NICHOLSON
By JONATHAN KIEFER
By INKOO KANG
By STEPHANIE ZACHAREK
By CALUM MARSH
Less funny than her worst SNL sketch, Girl Most Likely strands Kristen Wiig in a dreadful, disingenuous city-vs.-suburbs comedy that mercilessly mocks New Jersey before turning around and celebrating its provincial trashiness over the hoity-toity snootiness of Manhattan.
There, stuck living with her simpleton brother (Christopher Fitzgerald), Ralph, and her mother’s new beau (Matt Dillon)—who claims to be a CIA agent and time-travelling samurai—Imogene rants about her hometown before learning that her long-gone dad is actually alive, thus sparking a quest for reunion.
Wiig’s riffing falls flat, and her character’s journey of self-discovery, which also involves falling for a convenient hunk (Darren Criss), is composed of desperate gags, be it a round of drunken barroom dancing or Ralph donning a homemade, bullet-proof, human-size crab shell. It’s a humorless, regressive ode to staying true to your roots, even if that means eschewing bigger, brighter horizons, replete with a recurring retro gag that—alongside last month’s This Is the End—confirms that, at least as ironic punch lines, the Backstreet Boys really are back.
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