Kevin Hart is back with another Netflix comedy, and by 'back' we mean 'dragging down a perfectly serviceable concept with his overexposed presence.' In '72 Hours,' Hart plays Joe, a 40-year-old New York marketing executive whose Midas touch has apparently been returned to the gods. He's no longer the office's go-to translator of youth culture (a skill that sounds more like a superpower in corporate America), yet he's still on the verge of a promotion. The final hurdle between him and happily-ever-after with his girlfriend (Teyana Taylor, playing a doctor who is considering an opportunity that could pull her away from their city life) is, naturally, a bachelor party in Miami.

Joe's phone is flooded with crude texts and memes from a random group chat of twentysomethings planning said party. Instead of blocking them like a sane person, Joe sees this as his ticket back to relevance. He drops everything, joins these perfect strangers, upgrades the whole affair, picks up the tab, and supplies the booze - all in hopes of harvesting content for his struggling campaign. It's a neat set-up, if you ignore the fact that it's an obvious metaphor for Hart's own showbiz career. Unfortunately, the film fails to make the most of its bachelor-party-with-a-twist concept, leaving viewers to wonder if Netflix's algorithm is now just recycling midlife crisis comedies.