Will Ferrell is Brad; he works at a smooth-jazz radio station. Mark Wahlberg is Dusty; he rides a motorcycle and wears a leather jacket. These two large children, each suffering from delusions of adulthood, are engaged in a battle for the hearts and minds of grade-schoolers Dylan (Owen Vaccaro) and Megan (Scarlett Estevez), Dusty’s biological kids. Brad is now married to their mom, Sarah (Linda Cardellini); she and the tykes are little more than the stock photo that comes with a dude’s new wallet. The clichés about picture-postcard dadhood and pinup bad boys go beyond the cheap and obvious, and into the realm of the insulting—particularly given that Ferrell and Wahlberg’s prior team-up was the marvelously subversive The Other Guys. This isn’t as bad as director/co-screenwriter Sean Anders’ That’s My Boy, which is perhaps the most repulsive movie about fatherhood ever made. But that’s a very low bar. Daddy’s Home eventually discovers a smidge of heart in the vicinity of the right place, but this comes far too late to make up for the 90 minutes of crude dick-measuring—over children!—that has come before.
Director: Sean Anders
Producer: Will Ferrell, Adam McKay, Chris Henchy, John Morris, Riza Aziz, Joey McFarland, David Koplan, Kevin Messick, Jessica Elbaum, Sean Anders and Diana Pokorny
Cast: Will Ferrell, Mark Wahlberg, Linda Cardellini, Thomas Church, Scarlett Estevez, Owen Vaccaro, Hannibal Buress, Bobby Cannavale, Bill Burr, Jamie Denbo, Paul Scheer and John Cena