A joyless slog, The Minature Wife is an inept attempt to fuse the quirky, skewed seriousness of Severance with the zany immaturity of Honey, I Shrunk the Kids. It possesses the same modern aesthetic as the former without any of its intelligence, creativity, or craft, while the overall premise is little more than an opportunity for some incredibly low-energy, unoriginal gags that the Honey, I Shrunk franchise had already wrung dry by 1997.

In a cast of unlikable characters, Elizabeth Banks stands out as particularly off-putting, playing a narcissistic victim who screeches (often via an actual megaphone) a never-ending barrage of woe is me-isms and passive-aggressive snark. It is genuinely remarkable that she is able to stand out so strongly when you consider how poorly every other character is written.