This film was meant to be mindless entertainment instead it’s a baffling exercise in modernization without purpose. How, then, does any modern film, even one relegated to streaming hell, manage to fundamentally misunderstand its task as catastrophically as Home Sweet Home Alone? What was essentially a free throw of an assignment, the kind of project that any competent screenwriter could sleepwalk through-the film was written by Mikey Day and Streeter Seidell-instead makes narrative choices so confounding that we now find ourselves here, driven to dissect them in greater depth almost against our will. A likeable child actor, a few bumbling crooks, a little schmaltz and an array of slapstick traps-that shouldn’t be too hard to replicate, right?
Expectations for such a cynically thrown-together attempt to mine the nostalgia of 1990’s Home Alone could scarcely be any lower, to the point that all this film had to do in order to raise no fuss would be to surpass the dregs that already exist in the franchise-everything from 1997’s Home Alone 3 to the two made-for-TV installments in 20.
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This is, after all, a feature film from director Dan Mazer, the architect behind such gems as 2016’s Robert De Niro-starring Dirty Grandpa, produced on what looks like a TV budget to become just another piece of tawdry holiday content gathering dust in the Disney+ library for 11 months out of the year. No one in their right mind would be entering the experience of viewing Home Sweet Home Alone on Disney+ with any pronounced degree of expectation or irrational optimism.