In some ways, the 90s are the best decade in which to set a complex family tale: many of its conveniences and cultural touchstones remain, and there’s no need to navigate the impact of social media and smartphones on domestic life. That’s even more convenient when plotlines center around secrets, and Being Frank has a big one: Frank (Jim Gaffigan) is balancing two families, neither of which knows the other exists until he’s busted by his flannel-wearing musician son—again, it’s the 90s—Philip (Logan Miller). Gaffigan works to humanize Frank, but because he never plays it super dark, the character comes across even worse: he rationalizes and conspires rather than coming clean and making amends. For his part, Philip channels his feelings of bitterness and rejection into an attempt to blackmail Frank for out-of-state tuition. But his need for dad’s approval is so strong that he goes to great lengths to help keep up the charade—at the expense of his mother, sister, and half-family. Sure there are some laughs in this dark comedy, but frankly it’s a story about an ordinary man who lies to the people he loves and teaches his son to do the same.