Despite Drew Barrymore’s efforts, But I’m a Cheerleader director Jamie Babbit delivers an out-of-touch showbiz satire.
When it comes to good decisions, the brass behind “The Stand In” made quite a few, from casting a bonafide mega-star like Drew Barrymore to play a fictional one, Candy Black, to snapping up a talented director like Jamie Babbit (“But I’m a Cheerleader,” “Silicon Valley”) to helm it.
Director Jamie Babbit ( But I’m a Cheerleader ) is a good filmmaker, and her comedic sensibilities are second to none.
Credit director Jamie Babbit (“But I’m a Cheerleader”; nearly half of TV’s “Russian Doll”) with balancing those elements and keeping it fairly funny.
Although director Jamie Babbit ( But I’m a Cheerleader ) brings some visual flair to the lackluster material, it never remains grounded enough to manage consistent laughs or charm.
Conceived by a promising team — director Jamie Babbit, who made a wholehearted contribution to the LGBTQ canon with her 1999 debut “But I’m A Cheerleader” and “Four Lions” scribe Sam Bain — “The Stand In” poses as a Hollywood send-up with something to say on female rivalry and cost of stardom, only to come out on an end that feels toothless and curiously dated.