Somebody Up There Likes Me (Bob Byington, 2013)

I never thought I could find so little to love in a film that uses Nick Offerman as the teeing-off position. But Somebody Up There Likes Me is a millennial comedy that gets consumed by its own disaffect, troublingly coming into focus only when its sarcastic treatment of inclusive semantics puts a target to the general air of superiority. There are some laughs in here, but even they are snuffed out in the film's vacuum, brief flickers in an oppressively dull sermon about life's swift, unappreciated passage. At least Byington obliges by keeping the whole movie short, but it's not nearly short enough.