ALL NIGHTER

OUT 24 AUGUST / DIGITAL / CERT 15 / 82 MINS DIRECTOR Gavin Wiesen CAST Emile Hirsch, J.K. Simmons, Analeigh Tipton

A strained, lacklustre, generation-gap buddycomedy, All Nighter sees timid bluegrass musician Martin (Emile Hirsch) enlisted by his intimidating ex’s father Frank (J.K. Simmons) to help find his estranged daughter, Ginnie (Analeigh Tipton), who has gone AWOL. For half an hour or so, it’s a bad police procedural as the mismatched pair search LA cafés, yoga gyms and nightclubs looking for clues, with the writing struggling to raise laughs from the clash of personalities. As the hunt goes on, the set-pieces involving stoners, gun-shaped dildos, vomit and Simmons in a skimpy pink T-shirt get bigger but not noticeably funnier. Hirsch is likeable and Simmons being gruff is always watchable — he invests a late-in-the-day monologue with some pathos — but this is weak sauce, even at 82 minutes.