Meh.

What's more disappointing, picking up a random book and finding it to be lackluster or reading a book you expect to be great and finding it to be mediocre? The Unnamed showed Ferris' ability to understand the minutiae of daily life and translate it into something fascinating is still strong. Unfortunately, he fucks up the simplicity of his appeal by giving his leading man a disease of walking - he just starts walking and can't stop until he falls down from exhaustion. Interesting conceit, but somehow, not as interesting as the scenes where he maneuvers his relationship with his daughter. If it ain't broke, Joshua Ferris, don't fix it.