Wain shares in the savvy viewer's exasperation with this particular strain of self-importance, peppering the film with similar implied eye-rolls at the unavoidable seriousness of Kenney's story
the film's philosophy is much like Kenney's: everything's a goof, nothing matters, so shut up and laugh. Except there was more going on beneath the surface
maybe this is exactly the biopic that Kenney would want, silly and bittersweet and laced with regret. Unfortunately, the film is just good enough to convince us that he deserved better
A Futile and Stupid Gesture feels like a quick tour of a man's greatest hits that relies on his accomplishments, rather than any storytelling artistry, to impress the audience... that alone doesn't make for an interesting film