Admittedly, I may not be the target audience of this film. I'm not a millennial, I have never laughed at a College Humor skit, and I believe that the pinnacle of artistic expression is David Lynch telling the weather for a city that I don't live in and picking a random number out of a jar every day.
So I think you can understand the rating I give this film, but that doesn't excuse the lazy writing, poor post-production, and a film that all around lacks thematic direction and a soul. I think the director intended to make a low-brow buddy comedy but Female(tm), and I can't help from asking myself: why would you want any more of those? The world of film definitely needs more female voices in female centric narratives, but Lawson's evidently hollow Girl Boss mentality makes a film that's devoid of a well-rounded personality. Not to mention jokes that fall flat, scenes that go on for far too long, a generic yet oddly on the nose soundtrack, and a climax so groundbreaking it can only rival watching paint dry.
The fact that anyone that has the money to buy the newest DSLR and hire C-list actors can make a movie is the greatest tragedy of our time. That's what watching this film makes me want to believe at least, but I know that's not true. Sofia Coppola has proven that priveledged white girls can make good films too, and I hope Lawson can take some notes from her.
