Even by the standards of recent movies by Nicole Holofcener, You Hurt My Feelings seems exceptionally banal. Her characteristic observational style was once acute, without being mean or acerbic (her first feature Walking and Talking is IMO the best-achieved example). But now (actually, since as early as her 2006 feature Friends With Money, which seemed to me to be an almost entirely unquestioning account of the self-regarding behaviours of er.. rich friends) 'obtuse' seems a more appropriate description. Most of the posts on this film I have seen seem to be negative, and I don't want to Pile On any further. I should admit here that movies about rich New Yorkers almost invariably leave me feeling like I'm standing out in the cold, while the movie characters are admiring each other in front of a roaring fire in a richly-appointed drawing room. But even so, You Hurt My Feelings seems to be populated solely by dull, unconscious narcissists with no interesting views on themselves or each other. Who pays for this? Well, A24 evidently paid for the movie; but who buys tickets to see it? I'm in 'the trade', so I see it for free. But why does A24, or any of the filmmaking participants, expect real people to buy tickets? Sorry folks.