Paternity Leave

There is a major problem with a Riddlehoover film...they all sound (monotonal), look (yellow-ish) and feel (cheap) the same. This one had the premise to be a little different...but, alas, it's not.

Riddlehoover's lack of identity is further exacerbated by the fact that he cast the three similar-looking main actors...all black haired, all bearded and - as the writing suggests - all with limited functioning brain activity.

The first third...nothing really happens, apart from endless, witless dialogue, a couple of sex scenes (one complete with vomit) and a chicken!

And, after 35 meandering minutes, the story is revealed...he's pregnant. At last! A story! Ceaseless conversations ensue...but, when the bearded 'doula' [that's birthing partner] arrives on the scene, the conversations head into dippy, dippy-land.

There's even a conversation in a [bearded] record store...for no apparent reason other than to elongate the drudgery even further.

The birthing scene (and the others that follow) should be avoided at all costs...! They defy - even the most broken - imagination

Seriously, all this amounts to is a dialogue-driven monotone...with, quite possibly, the most misplaced song ever to be put into a film...along with that chicken!

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