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Oof. It's as if Gwyneth Paltrow's Goop was a production company and churned out a drab mix of screwball comedy and Bergman's Scenes from a Marriage abridged (i.e. dumbed down) for the chai latte and Pinterest crowd. Murray coasts on auto-pilot, and while they do their best, the cringe-level of the domestic scenes between Jones and Wayans is pretty high up there. Some magic hour shots do stick, but I'm afraid this is the least compelling Coppola I've seen, and it ain't close. Something got lost in translation.
