Lukewarm satire and little laughs
This article is from 2013.
Will Franken has been compared to a one-man Monty Python. On the evidence of this lukewarm follow-up to his acclaimed Things We Did Before Reality, he is in danger of becoming an ex-character comic. The scenarios are either not funny enough (or at all) or just played out to snapping point. In particular, the fire brigade scene where the chief officer is too busy espousing their values while a family fries in another part of town gets to its punchline early but hangs around way past its welcome.
Dubbed a master of American satire, there is little sign of that here unless a ropey impersonation of Al Gore is where we’re at with the lampooning business. The title is definitely a doozy (Concert to Benefit the Victims of My Father) but for wry smile-inducing, it’s not matched across this slow hour .
There’s some stuff about visiting Wales (where the locals talk like Americans), hateful taxi drivers and a skit about Daniel Day-Lewis and cerebral palsy: hotshot satire there about a movie from 1989.
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