The Skeleton Twins feels half-finished, and by that I mean you can imagine better versions of almost every element from the writing to direction, perhaps sans acting. Some of the scenes strike a real emotional chord but the whole narrative is slightly lackluster and it just doesn’t have the punch that it thinks it does. At its heart though, it is a story about the joys and pitfalls of family, and in that sense The Skeleton Twins succeeds through the sheer comedic willpower of its two stars. Kristin Wiig, whose post-SNL career choices have been anything but typical, hits her stride about halfway through the movie, but the real revelation is Bill Hader, who fluctuates between light and dark at a maddening pace. The third act is a massive disappointment though, offering up past trauma as a substitute for present resolution and thusly left me unfulfilled.