"Jeff, Who Lives At Home" is  the story of Jeff, Jason Segal, a pot smoking slacker, who lives in the basement of his mother Sharon's, Susan Sarandon,
home. He has an older brother Pat, Ed Helms, who has just bought a
Porsche that his wife Linda, Judy Greer, is totally against.

Jeff is an admirer of the movie "Signs", made by M. Night Shyamalan,
that says there is order in chaos and he believes a wrong phone call by
a guy asking for Kevin is a sign of his destiny. When Sharon calls Jeff
to go out and buy a bottle of glue to fix a slat in a wooden door that
has broken he takes the bus to the store and meets his first Kevin. Jeff
gets off the bus when Kevin, Evan Ross, does and the adventures start.
He is in a basketball game, mugged, bumps into his brother  who believes
his wife is cheating on him, spies for the brother, hops on the back of
a Kevin Kandy truck which supplies candy machines, gets involved with a
crash, goes to a graveyard, tries to break a door down and jumps off a
Baton Rouge bridge, where the film takes place,  into the river.

On that same bridge is his brother, sister-in-law, mother and her co-worker Carol, Rae Dawn Chong,
the latter two who have left work to go to New Orleans to celebrate
Sharon's birthday. All day Sharon has been receiving inter-office
messages from a secret admirer that will change her life just as Jeff's
life will be changed by a Kevin.

The film was written and directed by Jay and Mark Duplass and though a short 82 minutes still moves slowly at the beginning and
is too low key at even, supposedly, life changing happenings.

Suan Sarandon gives an award winning performance that shouldn't be neglected at award season but probably will be. Jason Segal's big oaf of a guy in a child's like persona is just this side of being
lovable while Ed Helms is just on the other side of being annoying. Rae
Dawn Chong's kiss will not be forgotten and Judy Greer, playing a  passive-aggressive wife, hits the nail on the head when it comes to what love is all about.

"Jeff,
Who Lives At Home" is too short to get you completely involved in the
relationship between the two sons and their mother but still long enough
to have some boring, wasted scenes. The events at the end of the movie, though tying up all the loose ends, belong to another movie, though the broken wooden slat is fixed.