Noah Baumbach is still swinging away at generational divides (The Squid and the Whale) and the plight of the artist (Frances Ha), but here, he trades in his rapier for a foam rubber cudgel. Open on Naomi Watts forgetting the plot of The Three Little Pigs and crying "What the fuck do we do?" when the infant she's watching over starts crying. Oh, you rascally Gen X, won't you ever learn? Ben Stiller stars as Watts' husband, a documentary filmmaker sandwiched between his feted father-in-law (Charles Grodin) and a hungry youngster (Adam Driver). Where Grodin had the merciless selfishness to make great art and Driver has the ethical slipperiness to make great entertainment, Stiller is saddled with personal decency, artistic integrity, and a tendency to overthink, and seems doomed to fail because of it. Plus, you know, there's the whole question of kids — because a documentary that no one wants to see isn't exactly a legacy. (2015) — Matthew Lickona
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