Our Fault review – ultra-glossy Spanish step-sibling melodrama is too bland to be annoying

Third film adapted from the romance novels by Mercedes Ron, originally written in Spanish, feels clunky and cliched This is the third film in a series, after My Fault in 2023 and Your Fault in 2024 , that have been adapted from the Culpable trilogy, romance novels by Mercedes Ron, originally written in Spanish. It’s obviously aimed at a specific market that expects a certain blend of melodrama, softcore sex and lush lifestyle porn, and (more importantly) is invested already in the trilogy’s story. Given those parameters, it probably delivers – although the dialogue, at least judging by the subtitles, is super clunky and cliched. Complete outsiders coming to this cold may be a little baffled by what’s going on, since this concluding instalment makes no effort to fill in any blanks. But even total newbies will get the gist that heroine Noah (Nicole Wallace) still has feelings for her ex Nick (Gabriel Guevara) – who also, somewhat disturbingly, was once her stepbrother, although their ...

Old Dads review – Bill Burr’s angry, unfunny Netflix comedy

The comedian makes his directorial debut with a bitter misfire about three older fathers railing against political correctness

Judd Apatow has spent much of the twenty-first century showing America how dudes become men, his films built coming-of-age-like narratives for overgrown juveniles well into legal adulthood. In Knocked Up, Seth Rogen and Paul Rudd respectively modeled irresponsibility for twenty and thirtysomethings, and with This is 40, Rudd’s character stared down the barrel of middle age; in all cases, they arrived at the crucial realization that they need to stop clinging to vestiges of immaturity so they can provide for the people they care about. For these schlubs, the desire to stay young forever meant smoking weed during the daytime, bumping Wu-Tang with your friends and going to rock shows without getting your wife’s permission. For an ensemble in their 50s, however, rejecting the onward march of time becomes a far dicier proposition.

In Bill Burr’s dire directorial debut Old Dads, our boys Jack (Burr), Connor (Bobby Cannavale), and Mike (Bokeem Woodbine) mostly pine for the past as a golden age when they could get away with anything, before wokeness came in and started pussifying all the alpha males. They literally deal in masculine nostalgia, as the cofounders of a throwback jersey retailer they’ve just sold to a dweeby millennial CEO (Miles Robbins) who will soon use cancel culture to oust them after they’re caught on a mic deadnaming Caitlyn Jenner. Fresh out of a job and each saddled with the duties of a different stage of parenthood, they must adapt or face the prospect of a long, cold and lonely future, a greying Apatovian rehash right down to the wake-up-call Vegas road trip nicked from Knocked Up’s second act. Of course they’ll get their collective act together, but they will not be happy about it, and as they continue to rail against a tolerant present they eventually succumb to rather than accept, neither will we.

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