This is a hilarious and brutally honest comedy about relationships and family and how they can drive us crazy and how in the end family is all we really have. Jenny Slate, Edie Falco, and Abby Quinn are an absolute delight in this too.
Despite being set in '95, Landline feels very much in touch with today's sensibilities, and its themes - passionately layered - are perfectly embodied by the performers, here as charming and talented as they've ever been. Robespierre storylines don't converge in a fashion that really hits, but her vision never stops being observationally sharp and, most importantly, entertaining.
Movie would have gained by focusing on Edie Falco's character. She's somewhat mysterious, and sympathetic. The main adultery plot is quite dull. Jenny Slate was great in "Obvious Child," but her monologues here are tedious. Jay Duplass has an extremely limited acting range, so stop hiring him. Why is the father saving love poems onto his daughter's college application disk? There's a Freudian slip worth confronting!
(SPOILERS) I'm not a big fan of the fuck-up-what-you-love-but-still-get-what-you-want-in-the-end fairytle movies, but Robespierre and her cast make it work on their individual strengths, especially Torturro and Falco. It didn't felt particularly special or different than many other movies like this, but like Obvious Child, it felt true. Be warned that in the first 25 minutes Slate and Duplass are very, very annoying.
I found the script to be sloppy. I also don't think Landline has anything truly profound or interesting to say about relationships. BUT as a 90s period piece I enjoyed it a ton.
Jenny Slate is a star, and it's a crime she doesn't have a vehicle more worthy of her talents.