 
  Review by
        Eric Hillis
  Directed by: Ally Pankiw
  Starring: Rachel Sennott, Olga Petsa, Ennis Esmer, Jason
    Jones, Sabrina Jalees, Caleb Hearon, Dani Kind
      At some point in their career every comedic actor will inevitably
        decide they need to show their range and play a "serious" i.e dramatic
        role. It's usually after they've spent at least a decade establishing
        their comic chops. Rachel Sennott, who burst onto the indie
        comedy scene just a few years ago with her breakout role in
        Shiva Baby
        and cemented her reputation by being the best thing about the otherwise
        unfulfilling
        Bodies Bodies Bodies, isn't wasting any time. She's already making the transition to
        dramatic roles with I Used to Be Funny, the feature debut of writer/director Ally Pankiw.
    
      While the role of Sam, a young stand-up comic recovering from a
        traumatic incident, gives Sennott the chance to show her dramatic range,
        it also exploits her established comic talents to great effect. As such,
        while the film deals with some of the darkest subject matter imaginable,
        you'll find yourself grinning through much of its narrative.
    
      We initially find Sam a morose figure, living with her best friends
        Paige (Sabrina Jalees) and Philip (Caleb Hearon) but
        refusing to leave their house. We learn she's been like this for quite
        some time, ever since the aforementioned incident, the details of which
        are gradually teased out in a manner that means I would have to enter
        spoiler territory in order to discuss their specifics.

      Sam is shaken out of her stupor when she sees a news report on a
        missing 14-year-old girl. The girl in question is Brooke (Olga Petsa), and Sam was once her au pair. Through flashbacks we watch as Sam is
        interviewed by Brooke's tightly wound cop father Cameron (Jason Jones) for the position. Brooke's mother is essentially dying in a hospital
        and Cameron needs someone to both look after and befriend his daughter.
        Though he struggles to connect with Sam's sense of humour, often
        deployed as a defence mechanism, Cameron senses that she might be able
        to break through to Brooke, and he's correct. The two young women become
        the best of pals, until the "incident" shatters their
        relationship.
    
      A couple of days prior to the news breaking of Brooke's disappearance,
        Sam had an uncomfortable encounter that saw the teen hurl a rock through
        her window before screaming abuse at her former au pair/bff. When the
        police seem disinterested, Sam takes it upon herself to track Brooke
        down.

      It seems initially the film is set to be a procedural with an offbeat
        amateur detective, much in the manner of another recent Canadian indie,
        Disappearance at Clifton Hill
        (both movies share a Niagara Falls setting). Sam's investigation is the
        film's weak point however, as it's largely left until the final act,
        when Sam decides to act upon a clue that should have been obvious well
        before that point. It also makes no sense that the police are
        disinterested. Are we really supposed to believe the disappearance of
        the daughter of a cop wouldn't immediately become the police force's top
        priority?
    
      Thankfully, it's easy to overlook this fudged plot point as the rest of
        the film is so engaging. It's a movie of two distinct halves, one being
        a feelgood friendship comedy as we warm to Sam and Brooke's sisterly
        relationship, the other a dark drama about recovering from a heinous
        act. What's so distinctive about Pankiw's approach is how she so
        effortlessly blends the two. Despite flipping back and forward between
        these disparate arcs, the movie is never tonally jarring, nor does it
        ever come off as distasteful. As Sam begins to come out of her shell,
        she owns her trauma through humour, and the film itself understands that
        even our darkest moments can bring out a smile with a well delivered
        piece of black comedy. Sam's housemates are fellow comics who have
        reached the point where they still care for Sam but want her to begin to
        move on, which leads to some of the movie's funniest interactions as
        they subtly suggest she start paying rent or at least picking up some
        toilet rolls when she's out.
    
      But while there are laughs throughout, some of an uncomfortable
        variety, I Used to Be Funny never loses sight of the
        tragedy at its core. One of the movie's saddest elements is the
        breakdown of Sam's relationship with her boyfriend Noah (Ennis Esmer), an ostensibly decent guy who wasn't there for her when she needed
        him most. But like Lukas Dhont's recent Belgian drama
        Close, I Used to Be Funny keys into the unique sadness of the
        end of a platonic friendship. You may find yourself rooting for Sam and
        Brooke more forcibly than if they were a pair of troubled lovers in a
        rom-com.
    
     
       
