Who's In It: Keir Gilchrist, Zach Galifianakis, Emma Roberts, Viola Davis, Zoe Kravitz, Aasif Mandvi
The Basics: A suicidal 16-year-old boy checks himself into a psychiatric hospital and, thanks to something about "renovations" on the floor for minors, he winds up in a place where teenage and adult patients mingle freely. He's there for a mere five days, but his desire to die evaporates fairly quickly and he finds mental illness to be pretty easy to navigate. In fact, his very presence winds up bringing about all sorts of positive changes in the lives of the other patients. Turns out all those clinically depressed and/or bipolar people just needed a warm moment of playing basketball with a younger brother type. This means that he's magic or that this movie is full of it. Your call.
What's The Deal: Ultimately, what you're supposed to care about here is whether or not it makes you laugh. And when it does its job properly, you will do that. But that's where the title delivers its most disappointing punch. It truly is only "kind of" funny. All the other scenes are spent inadequately exploring this kid's problems and doing a horrible job of convincing you that he's got anything more wrong with him than regular coming-of-age stress (his dad pressures him a lot about school, he's in love with his best friend's girlfriend, etc), groping around in the dark for reasons why he dreams of suicide. But again, it's essentially a teen comedy about mental illness, so the stakes are kind of low, not worth getting too worked up about. It may not be One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, but it's also not Patch Adams.
Worth Watching For: Zach Galifianakis. If all you know about him is The Hangover, this will be a surprise. He's the funniest person in the movie and he's got a way of making you laugh at the most deadpan dialogue delivery. Weirdly enough, he's also the most compellingly serious person here too. He upstages his kid co-star at every turn without even trying.
Self-Indulgence You Won't Mind: A music video fantasy sequence where the entire cast performs David Bowie and Freddy Mercury's "Under Pressure" dressed up in ridiculous glam rock gear. It's dumbly on-the-nose but at least you can enjoy Galifianakis jumping around like an idiot with a beard full of glitter. And the reason you won't mind it is because it stands in for a music therapy session that would have been earnest in a send-you-to-get-popcorn way otherwise.