What can possibly be worse than a movie that doesn’t live up to its trailer?
Well, many things, probably. But it doesn’t make a miserable experiences of a disappointed movie-goer any less sad. It is even sadder when you basically cringe through the much-anticipated film featuring the actors you never expected to, well, make you wish you’d be doing something else.
There’s no end to how much I love Tina Fey and Amy Poehler. Being a fan of their work for over a decade now, I eventually grew to expect nothing but the very best from them both. From SNL to 30 Rock to Parks and Rec to Mean Girls (and don’t even get me started on the best Golden Globes co-host in history!) – together and apart, they had always been a delight to watch. Am I right or am I right?
Their new movie, Sisters, is a story of Kate (Tina Fey) and Maura (Amy Poehler) who return to their hometown when their parents decide to sell the house where the two of them grew up. While Maura is intent on reliving her childhood while packing her stuffed animals and old yearbooks, Kate has a bigger idea – unemployed and in a troubled relationship with her teenage daughter, she hopes to crash with mom and dad until things get better.
Once in Florida, however, Kate and Maura soon find out that their parents have already sold the house and moved into a seniors residence, leaving the sisters with just a weekend to clear out their old bedroom.
Flooded with memories, Kate and Maura decide to throw one last party in their childhood home before it officially stopped being theirs, inviting whomever they can find on Facebook to attend it (bad move, right there!)
Sounds like your ordinary teen film for adults, right?
Sisters has a nice start, establishing the characters and throwing their issues and flaws in our faces. Maura is quiet and somewhat indecisive, a good girl through and through. Kate is loud and obnoxious, a permanent teenager to her bones. They’re nothing alike, but they’re sisters and it beats everything. And so on, and so forth.
Unfortunately, that’s about it.
The film runs out of steam in about 20 minutes, and once it reaches the second act, the jokes start falling flat and the dialogue drags. It lacks the pace that could’ve made the “Let’s pretend we’re still 16 and not 40 and party accordingly” idea amusing and not sad and embarrassing.
Granted, the cast’s performance is excellent, but the storyline makes it somewhat ludicrous. The movie gets scattered too fast too soon and the gags feel forced, making the audience cringe. Every situation seems over the top in the SNL kind of way, except, unlike SNL, you expect Sisters to feel more real and relatable than just a collection of sketches not really tied to one another. Sadly, it doesn’t happen until the final 10 or so minutes of the film when all pieces of the puzzle finally fall into place and Kate and Maura finally face the truth, accepting that the past is the past and all they can do is move forward.
Brought to you by the director of Pitch Perfect, Jason Moore, and the SNL writer Paula Pell, Sisters is the kind of film no one would blame you for skipping. It certainly has its moments, but it is far from living up to the hype.