By Owen Gleiberman
Updated May 13, 2009 at 04:00 AM EDT
Suzanne Hanover

Isn’t it time Steve Zahn grew up? Ever since the ’90s, this walking quirk of an actor has pushed his dazed solipsistic zaniness (he’s like Michael J. Fox?s hillbilly cousin), but he’s 41 now, and it no longer looks cute on him. In the indie dud Management, he’s a slacker motel clerk who comes on to a guest — a corporate lonely girl played by Jennifer Aniston in lank brown hair and a why-did-I-ever-say-yes-to-this-script? grimace. She proceeds to not treat him like the benignly annoying stalker he is. The scene in which Zahn, standing outside Aniston’s house, performs an off-key-warbling-plus-electric-piano rendition of Bad Company’s ”Feel Like Makin’ Love” is obviously intended to be a parody of John Cusack’s famous boom-box serenade in Say Anything. But here’s a question for contemplation: Just because the moment is meant to be cringe-worthy, does that make the cringing any less painful? D