This column tends to be about things you should watch on Netflix. We don’t care for Ricky Gervais’ latest attempted movie film — in fact, we think it’s another depressingly toothless slog from someone who sometimes has nothing but fangs. But it’s too big to ignore, and so we have to be honest: Ricky Gervais has proven once again that, while he’s (sometimes) great with TV, he has no clue what to do with cinema.
Like “The Invention of Lying,” he takes a rich, nasty subject — here, two radio journos (Gervais and Eric Bana) who have to fake reports from war-torn Ecuador after they miss their flight — and does next to nothing with it. Even the banter between the stars is on autopilot, which is all the more despairing since Bana, before he was hired by Hollywood as a manly rent-a-hunk, cut his teeth as one of Australia’s comedy gods. (Apparently no one in this hemisphere has seen his terrifying-hilarious turn in 2000’s “Chopper,” which is a turn for the history books.) Only Vera Farmiga, as a borderline-sexist harpy profiting on Gervais’ plight, manages more than a faint smile.