Brian Posehn plays a pretension purpose in Chris Kasick’s darkly comic, anti-holiday movie.
Considering that a foe includes Krampus and A Christmas Horror Story among innumerable others, a promotional explain that Chris Kasick’s film is a “Anti-Christmas Movie of a Year!” is a bit of a stretch. But afterwards again, Uncle Nick is going for some-more of a Bad Santa vibe than those fear offerings, so it might good merit a prize. Starring Brian Posehn, not accurately personification opposite type, in a pretension purpose of a inebriated prodigal with an diseased mania with a immature daughter of his brother’s new wife, a film is cinematic eggnog of a really peaked variety.
Executive constructed by documentarian Errol Morris (there contingency be a story behind that), a pic mostly takes place over a march of a singular day. The arise is a Christmas entertainment being hold in a spacious, well-appointed home of Nick’s attractive younger hermit Cody (Beau Ballinger) and his abounding cougar mother Sophie (Paget Brewster). Also in assemblage are Sophie’s immature son Marcus (Jacob Houston) and Cody and Nick’s sister Michelle (Missi Pyle) and her father Kevin (Scott Adsit), a latter impression essentially tangible by his mania with his podcast.
But a categorical thing that Nick — who’s prepared for a arise by purchasing inexpensive gifts from a preference store and copiousness of wine — is meddlesome in is Sophie’s sexy, 20-year-old daughter Valerie (Melia Renee), with whom he’s deceived adequate to trust he’s got a shot.
Mike Demski’s screenplay follows predictable, raucously vast patterns, with a forever coarse Nick wreaking massacre via a get-together. But a story does take some startling turns, including a idea that Valerie might indeed be meddlesome in, or during slightest passive of, her grossly portly would-be suitor.
Interspersed via a record are black-and-white reenactments of an barbarous 1974 ball diversion between a Texas Rangers and a Cleveland Indians that devolved into a large brawl, interjection to a brash 10-cent-beer-night promotion. The segments supplement small to a story, solely to yield a event for some-more tributary nudity.
Speaking of nudity, Posehn literally lets it all hang out in his superbly vanity-free, really humorous passionless performance. He’s good upheld by a ensemble, that includes such arguable comic veterans as Pyle and Adsit.
Failing to live adult to it anarchic philosophy by adding sensitive aspects to a executive impression shortly before a conclusion, Uncle Nick, most like a sorts of holiday celebrations it depicts, is eventually too stretched to be enjoyable.
Production: Chris Kasick Company
Cast: Brian Posehn, Paget Brewster, Missi Pyle, Scott Adsit, Beau Ballinger, Melia Renee, Jacob Houston
Director: Chris Kasick
Screenwriter: Mike Demski
Producers: Rebecca Hamm, Chris Kasick, Leslie Lucey, Brian Posehn
Executive producers: Beau Ballinger, Gerry Duggan, Errol Morris
Director of photography: Michael Pescasio
Production designer: Adriana Serrano
Editor: Kimberley Hassett
Costume designer: Mirren Gordon-Crozier
Composer: P. Andrew Willis
Casting: Elizabeth Barnes, Corbin Bronson
Not rated, 93 minutes.