If comedy is tragedy plus time, either too much has elapsed since the fictional events of Jezebel, or not quite enough. Newcomer Mark Cantan’s uneven screwball pitting a methodical couple against a scatter-brained opposite, with wacky misunderstandings aplenty, lacks the emotional heft to be more than genially inconsequential, but is too enamoured of the old-fashioned TV sitcoms it references to subvert rather than merely replicate their well-worn tropes. Add a classic living room set, direct address to camera – sorry, audience – and audible pauses for laugh track, and you get something of a medium mismatch.
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