Sisters Movie Review
Sisters is like your dad’s jokes, only mercy laughter isn’t required. Tired, aimless and relentlessly not funny, this Tina Fey/Amy Poehler "comedy" is a waste of talent and your time.
Tina Fey, one of the most recognizable comedic stars today, doesn’t exactly have a strong pedigree beyond television, at least when she’s the star. While Poehler has largely stuck to television and voice work, Fey continues to put her face out there, even though most of her non-TV work is forgettable at best. Some would say she’s a better writer than she is comedic actress, and they’d be right.
And Fey sure as hell didn’t write Sisters, which is a plotless "SNL" skit stretched for nearly two goddamn hours, an R-rated comedy without edge but heavily reliant on two actresses playing off one another with material so bad that, now that I think of it, your dad wouldn’t even consider including in his own repertoire of bad dad jokes.
Seriously, the movie fails at being what it is supposed to be. After 40 minutes of not laughing a single time--not even chuckling--my fiancé and I turned Sisters off to do better things, including cleaning that nagging stain off the carpet and watching her nail polish dry. After hearing from a couple people that the movie gets better--especially in the last half hour--I pushed on ahead a few days later, only to find more of the same: scenes desolate of humor, reliant on bad "SNL" gags that were left on the cutting room floor. Bobby Moynihan came the closest to making me laugh, but even he looked desperate for something to sink his teeth into.
The screenplay by "SNL" writer Paula Pell does him no favors, let alone Fey and Poehler.
Sisters is not as gratingly awful as, say, Identity Thief, but the end product is similar in that it’s a comedy that evokes no laughter. None whatsoever. And a comedy that fails so miserably at doing the one thing it is supposed to do is not a movie worth seeing, and Sisters is most definitely not worth seeing.
Review by Erik Samdahl unless otherwise indicated.