A Simple Favour is Paul Feig’s attempt to showcase another side to his direction. From comedy features that range from middling to good, he now takes us on this thriller peppered with some jokes, and more darker twists and turns.
The final result, however, is quite the flounder, unfortunately.
The film is more The Girl on the Train than Gone Girl wherein it’s...fine. And you shall be hard pressed to recall it in future.
A Simple Favour makes some interesting superficial choices - the costume design is pitch perfect, and the soundtrack oozes French charm - but much like the mansion-esque house half the movie takes part in, it looks nice, but is alienating and hollow.
The film builds these characters and setups and payoff that you’ll click with, but the film says it all in the first few conversations between Kendrick and Lively. Stilted, overpacked dialogue that goes nowhere. Plot-lines and reveals that aren’t even worthy of red herrings.
A Simple Favour walks the Gone Girl route of intrigue and erotic, brutal, surprising.
But Feig is not Fincher. And if he wants to be, he’s gonna need a bit more help.