Fitfully amusing for around 20 minutes, most on the strength of trying to get by on Prieto and the art/costume teams' efforts. When the movie actually starts, it suffers a lot from the Ferrara and Gosling strands, which give the movie its emotional beats, remaining at odds with each other. I did enjoy Michael Cera a lot. Baumbach's hands feel like they are all over it, dragging the film into the worst of his didactic tendencies, bizarre. The most meaningful and affecting thing about it is how it is a collection of very skilled people whose every effort seems to be towards surviving the assignment.