‘I Hate Kids’ Review: A Father-Son Comedy With Few Charms
The single achievement of “I Hate Kids,” a new comedy directed by John Asher, is that it is simultaneously tepid and offensive.
Tom Everett Scott (once upon a time an engaging screen presence in Tom Hanks’s “That Thing You Do”; here, not so much) plays Nick, a best-selling author whose latest book is titled “I Hate Kids.” It’s also the jovial theme of a dinner party celebrating his engagement to Sydney (Rachel Boston), who’s similarly committed to a childless existence.
Mason (Julian Feder), a 13-year-old with eyeglasses and hair that suggest a middle-school nerd from an episode of “The Brady Bunch,” spoils the event by announcing that he’s Nick’s son. Abetted by an eccentric and possibly fraudulent radio psychic played by Tituss Burgess, Mason wrangles Nick into a mini road-trip around Los Angeles — here a magical place where good nonfiction book sales translate into a studio-exec lifestyle — to find the kid’s birth mo...