‘Welcome to Me’
In her lead roles at least, Kristen Wiig doesn’t tend to do in movies what made her famous on “Saturday Night Live”: play weird, creating socially retarded grotesques blissfully oblivious of how normal humankind operates. The exception is “Welcome to Me,” an indie comedy that brings the nutty in full force. Wiig plays a damaged woman who comes into a lot of money — wealth she decides to drown in a cable access show starring her staring stiff and bug-eyed at the camera as she splutters forth whatever’s on her mind in between questionable baking segments. Sometimes she screams epithets about those who wronged her in high school. There are also swans.
Perhaps inevitably, drama takes over, and Wiig’s hero even has a real-world explanation that kills the fun. It’s what happens when you drag a sketch comedy-worthy character into the real world. It’s a shame as it gets a lot of mileage out of the juxtaposition of shots of Wiig offering inspired derangement and everyone else — the TV crew, her family, her bestie (Linda Cardellini) — staring in shock at what’s going on before them. To her credit, Wiig almost pulls the tonal shift off through her subtle sympathy for the character, but a movie that lets Wiig rip without any concessions would be something close to Dada.