Duane Hopwood (2005)

I really hate David Schwimmer's face. It looks like a wax museum piece that got ever so slightly elongated, but not so much so that they were willing to go through the hard work of scrapping it and starting over. I can't take that face seriously.

Still, Schwimmer does his darndest to get us to believe him as a drunk who's lost his wife and his license and is on the verge of throwing away his job and social prospects as well. The performances and story aren't bad -- but they're also not so spectacular that a movie needed to be made to showcase them. Janeane Garofalo, as the unbelievably patient ex-wife, is very good.

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