Late Night

I thought it would be a movie about accessing places that were very limited to women and WOC, or the staleness of comedy showbusiness. It starts out a bit like that, but it quickly turns into some sort of weird "let's tame the egotistical person with honest kindness" story. I wasn't convinced that Thompson's character needed to be defended, even against the "bad guys" they threw in. I expected something deeper than "let's befriend a mean celebrity".

It had a lot of holes that could have been filled in but I quite liked the premise.

Kaling had some things to say, but she does it in an all too familiar way. And while Thompson has charm to spare, the film doesn't.

Mindy's script feels like it was churned out by a faulty algorithm fed nothing but buzzfeed articles and the Devil Wears Prada screenplay. An offensively bad "comedy" that lacks any laughs and shoehorns in as much obnoxious outdated PC jibberish, hypocrisy and hatred for white men as Kaling and her Indian lesbian director friend could convince Amazon is what sells. Emma Thompson was OK but not sure why they tried so hard to make her resemble David Bowie. Lost amazon 40 million. Lesson learned?