"You're not the only one here that reeks of cow placenta."
The marketing suggested Admission would be very comedic, but the reality is a pleasant but tepid emotional drama with a few genuinely funny moments along the way. The film features a far more dialled-down Tina Fey than usual as a stuck-in-a rut Princeton admissions officer, which allows her to display surprisingly effective characterisation and a pleasingly controlled range, and the always-reliable Paul Rudd gives a nicely-played occasional emotional edge to a very limited character. Like the title, the themes and metaphors are literal and unsubtly used, but the two leads and a number of creditable supporting performances (especially Lily Tomlin as Fey's mother, Travaris Meeks-Spear as Rudd's adopted son and Nat Woolf as the gifted but unusual student around whom the central stories revolve) give the film a degree of warmth that just about keeps it afloat.
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