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The Gaffneys' lives are interrupted by the arrival of new neighbors, whose stunning looks are matched only by the worldly sophistication of their lives. The Gaffneys soon become embroiled in an international espionage plot when they discover that the Joneses, their overly accomplished new neighbors, are in fact government agents.
Even by mainstream studio comedy standards, Keeping Up with the Joneses is poor. It plays like it was conceived in a Hollywood pitch meeting and has zero connection to human reality.
Structured with the kind of obviousness that makes you outwit the screenwriter and then hate movies in general, Greg Mottola's painfully generic suburban spy comedy wastes everybody's time, onscreen and off.
Without a fresh approach, the film settles for product placement and the pedestrian, perhaps under the delusion that pedestrian is an equivalent for tried and true. It isn't.
Despite being directed by Gregg Mottola (Superbad, Paul), the comic scenes play out with often banal interplay that barely has a whiff of improvised mayhem, while the action sequences are essentially generic.
Keeping Up With the Joneses is as blandly generic as its title, a comedy that telegraphs every beat with a one-sentence description of the premise and continues the cinematic squandering of Zach Galifianakis since The Hangover.
The only redeemable thing about this film, is the performance of its cast. However, the material simply isn't worthy of their efforts. [Full review in Spanish]
Viewers who can't get enough of Galifianakis or Hamm will enjoy seeing the two spar onscreen, delivering in spades the unexpected phrasing and smoldering smirks each actor does so well.
The script sets up the action part of the movie with an interminably laborious and close-fitting literalness that hardly lets any of the actors breathe.