Unfortunately, after the main gag has been revealed, it feels like the film doesn't have anything else to say, padding out its sluggish third act with the cinematic equivalent of small talk; bumbling, inconsequential scenes that carry zero momentum.

[Its] most ironic turn is its precise and deliberate lack of sentiment. It has the clinician's eye, and a jester's sensibility as it cleanly dissects that folly leaving it for us to decide who deserves our pity and who our scorn.

Darkness and humor are never far from each other, and both are balanced in equal measure.