A movie for/about all the dudes who thought Fight Club was deep and resonant. The central conceit here is a flat-out great one, promising methodical smooth operator expertise and instead delivering the inane interior life of a guy without one, because the people first to remind you that life’s a cosmic joke and we’re all utterly insignificant are always the self-important ones playing butt to that cosmic joke, because the I-don’t-give-a-fuck I-live-outside-society self-proclaimed badasses are always the ones drawing identities from TV Guide or listening exclusively to the most popular cult band in the world’s most beloved hits, because the people who look down on “normies” always do so out of crippling insecurity that they might be one (and they’re usually right). This guy defines himself by his shitty gig economy job (and the movie winkingly defines itself the same way - see: the title), but he can’t even get that right, and when he meets another person in the same boat, they’re just as dumb and ponderous and narcissistic as he is. Obviously it’s fundamentally “correct,” in addition to being very, very funny, for this story to take the form of an anonymous, slick Netflix sheen “thriller” (typically knowingly tension free in ways that reminded me of Reichardt’s Night Moves of all things - the taxi-lookin’-at montage and the slow speed chase in a rented Kia here somehow feel adjacent to the ticking clock flat tire setpiece there), but... that’s a form I can’t really lock into, which is decidedly part of the point (and again, it must be said, it’s a damn good point), but I found it a touch self-defeating, albeit in perverse, interesting and reliably hysterical ways, less a deconstruction and more a pointed leaning-into. All the cuts to earbud or car stereo audio halfway through one of Moz’s wonderfully overwrought words - I laughed every time! The Game remains my favorite register for impish critical prankster still somehow making straight genre fare Fincher to operate in, but it feels good to have that guy back after Mank!