
Meh, sayeth Andrew Wright:
The next time you catch Mike Judge's Office Space on TV (note: it's probably on TBS right now), look past the pieces of flair and the staplers and the Gary Cole—difficult, I know—to see what really makes it tick: namely, its sense of downright Swiftian outrage. Extract, the director's first movie since 2006's unfairly maligned Idiocracy, scores on a number of small fronts—nobody can nail the desperate ambience of a backyard kegger or muted-pastel break room quite like Judge—but lacks that core of real, exasperated indignation that gave his previous films such a charge. Even accounting for a plot that hinges on major testicular damage, it feels pretty toothless.
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