I didn’t really know anything about this, going in. It was tonally all over the map; the performances were good, it was competently put together. The pure aesthetics of watching Henry Golding and Blake Lively interact was pretty great; but at the end of the day, the plot was stupid, the pacing weird, and the tone veered too radically between farce and thriller to work for me. Any time you “solve” the big mystery with a twin, you have failed, screenwriter. Sure, that might be the plot failing of the source material, but it’s still dumb of hell. I give this movie two stars: one for the aforementioned aesthetics, and one for Anna Kendrick’s teeth.