Starring Chevy Chase, a star of many top comedies of the era, I really wanted to like this movie, but I’m afraid it’s not good news.
You know those randomising algorithms that take known genres, words, adjectives and verbs and then generate something with a roll of a dice. Modern Problems feels like its been written by one: It introduces one completely loose concept after another and never follows one through to the finish.
The characters are bit of a similar kind of mess and Chevy Chase as the lead hams his way through the movie without any kind of enthusiasm. Performance wise Dabney Coleman’s self-absorbed self-help book writer is spot on, but little good does that do when the rest of the movie is so off.
In the end, Modern Problem’s problem is not a modern one, but a very ancient instead: Finding a reason to exist.