A TV writer (Liev Schreiber) faces a series of remarkably dull midlife crises in “Every Day,” a failed comedy as uninteresting as its title.
Ned is stressed out by the demands of writing for a trashy TV show that boasts five shocking moments per script. Meanwhile, the purring of a seductive colleague (Carla Gugino) promises a more colorful life than the one that awaits him at home, where his teen son is gay and his wife (Helen Hunt) is frustrated by the bodily malfunctions of her live-in dad (Brian Dennehy).
Written by “Nip/Tuck” vet Richard Levine, “Every Day” seems to think it’s being out-there and funny, as when Dennehy’s suicidal grump describes what’s going on in his underwear that shouldn’t be, or the teen son starts sneaking off on dates with an older boy, during which nothing much happens.
All three of the principal characters are irritating, even, thanks to Hunt’s wounded monotone, the blameless wife. At times the movie seems stuck in a loop of scenes that closely resemble earlier ones. A 42-minute TV soap has more story than this limp and familiar tale of domestic woe.