You Hurt My Feelings is a dramedy about upper-middle class Manhattanite middle-aged ennui. It follows married couple Beth(Julia Louis-Dreyfus), a writer and teacher, and Don(Tobias Menzies), a therapist, when Beth overhears that Don doesn't like her new novel even though he has said that he does.
The cast has talent but there is substantial tonal confusion with the performances and the script. It's unclear what and at which points we are supposed to be moved by and alternatively laugh at. The characters, setting, and circumstances are bloated with privilege and as a result it is very difficult to engage with the extremely low grade and maybe even petty emotional stakes and the absurdity of the whole central conflict isn't broad enough or pointed enough to get much, if any, comedic traction.
The production design is all very bland, homogenized, upper-crust idyllic Manhattan in a way that feels, especially now, woefully out of touch and irrelevant. This movie is very much "contemporary" Woody Allen in that it focuses on affluent neurotic white middle-aged folks in a narrative that hyper focuses on relationship. But the value of that kind of story and it's perceived cultural universality no longer exists. The demographic for this is narrow to the point of bafflement- 45-55 year old married city dwellers with young adult children who make at least six figures and want to feel better about their self-involvement.
Dated, trite, irritating.
Currently in theaters, coming soon to VOD.
Don't See It.
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