
It doesn’t help that Ari Katcher and Ryan Welch‘s script feels like the first draft of a movie rather than a genuinely composed story of two men nearing the abyss. The movie’s best moments are when Abbott lets-er rip solo, and Carmichael, on the sidelines, just watches the physical comedy prowess of his co-star. The bond between Carmichael and Abbott doesn’t add up either. Carmichael is a little shakier as Val, unable to find the right tone between drama and comedy to make his character work. Kevin, on the other hand, wants revenge against a former therapist who abused him as a kid and his childhood bully, now an Iraq vet with a trophy wife and baby.Ībbott, known for choosing dark roles in indies, is the clearcut highlight here as the Papa Roach-listening, mentally-deranged ticking time bomb.

With 24 hours left on earth, Carmichael’s dark comedy has its two depressed thespians facing their pasts Val wants to make things right with his long-term girlfriend ( Tiffany Haddish), and estranged father (a miscast J. Et voila! A suicide pact is formed, they decide that before the day is done they will point guns at each other’s heads and on the count of three … The bleach- haired, quick-tempered Kevin, also recently tried kill himself. A few hours after that, he busts best friend Kevin ( Christopher Abbott) from a psychiatric hospital. Childhood best friends form a suicide-pact in comedian Jerrod Carmichael’s feature-directing debut “ On the Count of Three.” This is a dark buddy comedy, all over the place in its message, that struggles to find any sort of tonal coherence in its 80-minute runtime, but the sheer unevenness of the film is part of its schizoid charm.Ĭarmichael stars as Val, a depressed slacker who quits his job right after getting promoted and, just minutes later, tries to commit suicide in a men’s bathroom stall - he fails miserably (the belt was attached too low).
