Come for the catlike sleekness and sharpness of Blake Lively (and of her outfits – oof!), stay for the Anna Kendrick of it all.

This is what Paul Feig should be doing. While he hasn’t nailed female-led comedy that doesn’t go far beyond women doing male gross-out humour (Bridesmaids isn’t as good as its cast, and his Ghostbusters reboot was… yeah), his sensibility, when applied to this dark comedy thriller, is suddenly, uniquely, amazing.

And unlike those previous films of his, the material is worthy of the players. Based upon Darcey Bell‘s novel, the story’s twists and turns are as delicious as its humour is dry and devastating. Come for the catlike sleekness and sharpness of Blake Lively (and of her outfits – oof! Bravo, costume designer Renee Ehrlich Kalfus), stay for the places multiple-threat Anna Kendrick is allowed to go. (Oh, and Crazy Rich Asians‘ Henry Golding is in this too. Enjoy!)