Arnett plays Alex, a regular guy with a regular job, married with two young kids but unhappily heading for divorce. He discovers standup comedy by performing in an open mic slot one night on a weed-fuelled whim, and finds that audiences love his unfunny but sweetly honest confessional ramblings. And then he kind of improves – but are we supposed to think by the end that he is, in fact, genuinely funny? Arnett has such a gentle face: handsome yet sensitive and wounded, the kind of face that you want to stroke sympathetically. But I’d like to see a film about a comedian who, like Bishop, really does flower into being funny.