atomicis WARNING SPOILERS: As a man who despised Sarah Silverman's on screen persona since I first "met" her, I was stunned by her acting ability - and beauty - in this film. Wow. Bitch can act! I hope SS reads this and can understand I saw that her performance as junkie, sex addict (slut?), alkie, Jew, narcissist, rich-housewife-with-typical-problems could have easily fallen into any of those "ruts". Not so. IMHO she glides above all those potentially distracting clichés and personality flaws and just blows it outta the water with this portrayal of a girl, (yes, she didn't grow up completely) whom the viewer just wants to HUG and say "You're trying' your best, it'll be okay", as her screen hubby does so many times. His part was so well-written - except, if he forgave and loved so thoroughly and repeatedly, why the hell would he give up on her after her genuine repeated attempts at redemption? I have never read (or written) reviews with spoilers, but this picture left me no choice. Brava, SS, you have earned my respect as an actress. Thanks go out to the crew, too; I realize it's not just a one (wo)man-show, and the production was great. Totally believable and immersive - I did not even need to willingly suspend disbelief, haha. I know people like this! Thanks.

bopdog I'm a fan if Sarah Silverman. I do see her boldness, and spirit of "going for it" in this performance. However, I am disappointed to say that the movie doesn't go anywhere, or do anything. There isn't really a "story" in the sense of a narrative, with a beginning, middle, and end - even an artsy, unconventional, or avant-garde beginning, middle, and end.This movie just lays there, static. It's really just a tiny snapshot of a sad and profoundly dysfunctional life, albeit an impactful and striking snapshot. While the dysfunction was portrayed accurately and with some skill, we need more.It's like showing us a photo of a close-up of some water, and saying "Behold - the mighty Mississippi!" One would need to show more to convey riverness. Or, to expand the corny analogy theme further (sorry), it's like a one-note waltz. That might be a GREAT note! But to be a waltz, you need three notes.

Duchino What you've heard is correct: Silverman shows proof of talent for dramatic roles as well. I like her comedic style and goofy standoffish stage persona, which got me curious about this film. The story rings true for the likeliness of family environments and the related social issues of prescription drug abuse, street drug use and so on. What I appreciated are both the inevitable scenario that comes to fore once the lifesavers of love and detox aren't enough to keep the protagonist from drowning in her own misery and the limited sympathy that's allowed for said protagonist, who's unwilling to reach for said lifesavers thrown at her, sliding instead into her lonely abyss.

luke-a-mcgowan I Smile Back sits firmly within the territory of "unwatchable" films.Lacking any sense of purpose, I Smile Back lost me about two minutes into the film. Director Adam Salky and editor Tamara Meem have no idea how to construct a film, because I Smile Back has no central story whatsoever. It is just an arrangement of scenes that all involve Sarah Silverman's characters being put through the ringer. It is aided in being the worst film of the year by Paige Dylan and Amy Koppelman's turd of a screenplay, which averages one good line of dialogue per writer. All through this turd's 88 minute run time I was looking at my watch, pleading for the agony to end. Who'd have thought that there was fat in an 88 minute movie, but there are lots of scenes where Laney just walks around on drugs looking vacantly at things.The film only exists to create indie Oscar-bait for comedy actress Silverman. It has every scene that Oscar-baiting tripe has for lead actress pushes. Scene where the female protagonist stares at her naked body in the mirror? Check. Generic anecdotes from father/husband about what that female was like when she was younger? Check. Family drama? Check. Bunch of scenes where she gets nailed by guys (who aren't her husband of course). Check. Drug scene? Check. Near-death experience scene? Check. It only serves to highlight the injustice that big studios get blamed for producing Oscar bait. Small studios can do it too, and frequently do it worse.Each character is lazily written with terrible character decisions. Each "plot point" (to denigrate that phrase in value) passes while the writers and director lazily swat at it in some attempt at cohesive story. It makes no effort to delve into her depression, marriage, drug addiction or father issues, instead preferring to show yet another sex scene with some stupid new twist.Silverman's performance is the only reason I watched this film, and she's serviceable. Nothing to keep my attention and certainly nothing deserving of awards attention. Josh Charles works really hard when he's on screen, and manages to elevate Silverman's sleepwalking role. Oona Laurence, who proved herself extremely worthy in Southpaw, is wasted in a tiny part. I Smile Back is ultimately a less effective version of Rachel Getting Married. Silverman can't light a candle to Hathaway, the film lacks any semblance of cohesion and it is excruciatingly boring. In a year where I'll See You In My Dreams, Spy, Carol, Brooklyn and Grandma are proving to be solid and interesting character studies for strong female characters, its disappointing that I Smile Back is such a spectacular waste of time.