A well-established sex writer for a magazine, TifAni "Ani" Fanelli (Mila Kunis), is seemingly soaring high above the mortals below her.
She's got a successful fiancé, Luke (Finn Wittrock), on her arm, and the prospect of a new writing gig at The New York Times just coming into view. But like a slug slithering through the dirt, Ani's got a bit of a messy trail going on behind her.
A victim of gang rape and a survivor of a school shooting as a high schooler, Ani is carrying a massive amount of trauma on her back at all times, yet from the outside looking in, she's crushing it from all angles. But with a documentary about the school shooting on the way and her involvement in the tragedy being put into question all over again, small cracks begin to form.
Everyone else is unaware she's a kettle just below the boiling point, always on the verge of bursting right through the top.
But here's the problem with Luckiest Girl Alive: even when the story appears to be going deep, it never truly does, leaving us to view Ani through translucent glass for the entirety of the film. Personally, a six or eight-episode limited series might've served this story better, allowing us to dive further into the details as opposed to having to wrap everything up in a tight 2 hours.
All in all, the whole film was—as Jennifer Beals' character, Lolo Vincent, described one of Ani's articles—a "vague half-assery" and "approximation of honesty."