Oh God, this film was mental. At least it wasn’t another forgettable romcom – I don’t think I’ll ever forget this one as long as I live. I don’t really understand if this was intended to be a vehicle for Lauren Lapkus, or what – and at times it was a bit sad, when it seemed there was a reason for her to be behaving that way. I don’t recall the specifics of it now, but good lord. Perhaps her insanity was more easily forgiven in the face of David Spade’s character being such a prick. I suspect we’ll end up watching this again at some point. 👍
The Wrong Missy
