Leslie Mann and Isla Fisher Can't Save 'Spa Weekend' From Being Exactly What It Sounds Like

Sometimes a movie title tells you everything you need to know — and that's not always a compliment. "Spa Weekend" arrives as the latest entry in that particular breed of comedy that leans hard on doing exactly what it says on the tin: it's crass, it's obvious, it's built on the bet that audiences will find the sheer dumbness of it all entertaining enough to carry the weight.

The problem? That formula might be losing its charm. Even with two genuinely talented performers like Leslie Mann and Isla Fisher anchoring things, the movie can't seem to find the actual humor underneath the concept. It's got the energy of a film that's trying real hard to let you know it doesn't take itself seriously — which, ironically, is a form of trying too hard.

This feels less like a movie review and more like a genre obituary. The high-concept comedy used to work because there was something underneath the gimmick — a script with bite, characters you actually cared about, jokes that landed. Now it feels like the concept is the movie, and the concept alone doesn't carry a whole feature anymore.

Worth checking out the full breakdown to see if there's anything salvageable here, but the signs point to another one that should've stayed in development.

Read the full story at Variety → https://variety.com/2026/film/reviews/spa-weekend-review-leslie-mann-anna-faris-1236840170/