Unfinished Business is a bad deal
The air of desperation surrounding Unfinished Business becomes fouler with each passing moment of its 91-minute running time, the film sinking in a cesspool of raunchiness and vulgarity that targets the gag reflex without ever coming near the funny bone.
The story focuses on Dan (Vince Vaughn) and his business associates Timothy (Tom Wilkinson) and Mike (Dave Franco) as they embark on an important business trip to Europe to save their fledgling enterprise.
Instead, as might be expected, they go wild and crazy, partying like mad for much of the time. Eager Dan easily coaxes straight-laced Timothy and naïve Mike to do likewise, and that’s essentially the “business” in Unfinished Business, which often plays like an unfinished movie — and certainly an unfunny one. Director Ken Scott put Vaughn through his paces in Delivery Man (2013), which wasn’t much good but is a pinnacle of screen comedy compared to this catastrophe.
Vaughn (once again) plays a fast-talking wheeler-dealer who thinks he knows everything, but really doesn’t, and wears a slightly alarmed expression throughout that suggests flop sweat. A glum Wilkinson, in a role vaguely echoing The Full Monty (1997), appears content to fade into the background. Sienna Miller, coming down from last year’s one-two Foxcatcher/American Sniper punch, has a larger role here than in those films, which is about the only good (?) thing that can be said about her role as Vaughn’s ex-boss. Franco manages to wring a few laughs out of this ordeal, though Nick Frost and James Marsden can’t. There’s something painful about watching talent so wasted.
The film’s low point is a jaunt to a sex club that culminates, if that’s the proper term, in a “glory hole” gag that buries Unfinished Business once and for all. Sitting through a comedy this bad is a depressing experience. !