Greta Gerwig has gotten into my head; her halting and humorous performance style marries a solid, albeit gangly physicality and a weightless comic presence that is breathtakingly cute.  

I have a question for Greta Gerwig, the odd naturalistic beauty who has bounded out of the Mumblecore underworld into the bright and glaring lights of mainstream attention, while still skipping back and forth across the great divide.   

As New Yorker Roger Greenberg (Ben Stiller), recovering from a recent mental breakdown, settles into his new role in Los Angeles as his brother's house-sitter, Stiller as an actor takes us right up to the edge, jumps off and dares us to reach out to catch him before he plummets out of reach. It's a balls-out move, especially considering that his Greenberg is a loathsome person. Grade: A-.