Five adult siblings must sit shivah for their father in This Is Where I Leave You, the most recent in a string of dumb dysfunctional family comedies. Jason Bateman plays the same wry down-on-his-luck schlub he perfected in Arrested Development. Tina Fey turns in maybe her worst performance yet—and yes, I have seen Admission—as a woman who pines for a (literally) brain-damaged neighbor (Timothy Olyphant, looking mildly embarrassed to be there). Every character has one gaping emotional wound that defines them: One couple can't conceive a child, one of them just won't grow up, and so on. Characters keep talking about their single Big Problem until they have a Serious Moment in which they Confront and Overcome Their Traumas, thereby becoming Whole. About two-fifths of the way through This Is Where I Leave You, Bateman's character laments the fact that he's always been so cautious in life, even though he's always wanted to just get on the highway and drive all the way north to Maine without a care in the world. I don't want to spoil anything for you, so I'll leave you to imagine what the last shot of the movie could possibly be. There are a few laughs, but it’s not worth trudging through this predictable dreck to get to them. by Paul Constant