The Bye Bye Man
The Bye Bye Man is the kind of film that is so boring and bereft of anything of possible interest that it becomes infuriating.
"The Hollars" is just good enough to make you wish that it were better. John Krasinski, longtime costar of "The Office," directed this modestly budgeted family drama; the writer is James C. Strouse ("Lonesome Jim," "The Winning Season"), who specializes in small-scaled, domestically focused stories of a sort that exhibitors don't seem too interested in showing anymore. "The Hollars" is an agreeable enough example of the form. It's too cute early on, it introduces seemingly major characters with much fanfare and then seems to forget about them, and it leans too hard on music montages from the start and then keeps giving you more of them, long after you've dug deep into the story and would prefer to hear the characters talk instead of silently frolic or mope while a pop song plays. But there are compensations, the cast in particular. And there are a couple of long stretches that are so well-judged that they suggest the greater film that might've been.
Krasinski plays John Hollar, a struggling graphic novelist who lives in New York City. He returns to his rural hometown (the movie was shot in various Mississippi counties) after learning that his mother Sally (Margo Martindale) has been diagnosed with a brain tumor and re-enters his old world with regret and resistance and makes bad choices because he's secretly an unhappy person. While his pregnant girlfriend Rebecca (Anna Kendrick) waits for him back in the big city, he's drawn to his high school girlfriend Gwen (Mary Elizabeth Winstead). Gwen is married to another high school classmate, Jason (Charlie Day), who just happens to be John's mom's nurse (it's a small town, see). Jason is depressed, or maybe just irritable, because he thought he was doing a chivalrous thing by marrying Gwen after she got pregnant but now senses (correctly) that she's just not that into him. The hero's dad Don (Richard Jenkins) is doubly depressed because of his wife's illness and his failing business. John's brother Ron (Sharlton Copley, subtler and better than usual) is depressed because his wife (Ashley Dyke) divorced him for being a deadbeat screw-up and is now trying to keep him away from their kids. And, as if poor Sally didn't already have enough to contend with, here comes a horrible realization: she never should've married Don.
That sounds like a whole lot of disillusioned, bummed-out people for one film, and maybe it is. But "The Hollars" approaches all of them with a mostly light touch, and folds their stories beneath the umbrella of diminished expectations, so that the whole thing goes down easily. Maybe too easily.
"It's terrifying to find out this late in life what you should have done," Don tells John—how cute is it that all the men's names rhyme? Not very? Okay—but
the film never musters up the wisdom required to delve into what,
exactly, that means for these characters. The movie purports to be about
disappointment and how we all have to come to terms with it sooner or
later, but it doesn't do enough narrative labor to make that theme come
through. You get a scene here or there where a character restates some
version of Don's confession, but despite smart performances that split
the difference between kookiness and poignancy, these moments don't land
as gracefully as they should because the main characters feel sketched
instead of filled in. When John admits that he's terrified of bringing
kids into the world because he's afraid of being a failure to yet more
people, the moment is appropriately uncomfortable, mostly because of
Krasinski's smirking-through-the-tears charisma (the actor's hint of
melancholy is always his most striking quality). But most of the scenes
up to that point have made John seem like a country-boy version of Jim
from NBC's "The Office": funny and sweet but a touch smug and
judgmental, and not too much more than that. So we can't ascertain whether
John's impression of his deeper potential is accurate or not—not even in context of
an early scene where he confesses to his mom that he's not a good enough
artist to make it in the comics world, because at that point we don't know enough about his
art to guess if he's right or just beating himself up.