There’s a sadness to the satire in this film. I suppose it’s a sign of the times we’re surviving. Our reality is so absurd it’s hard to sink the boats of bureaucrats with ridicule alone. Is that what happens when reality becomes the parody of itself, the ridiculous has become true? A few years ago the fulcrum would’ve been easier to find, now it has to fight events and characters that weigh so heavily on the scale there’s no pivot, no reciprocal return. None of this is meant as a criticism of the film, only an observation about how hard it is to make us laugh now. It’s funny is in the absurdness, and the absurdity is ultimately the creator of sadness. It taps into a kind of stoic rationalisation, one that says if you don’t laugh, you’ll cry.