As long as film form is pure mainstream Hollywood, it is unlikely to succeed in radicalizing the seemingly radical messages it wants to convey. Here, a Clooney-centred production strikes the right tragicomic chord (in the scenes of the bad news announcements to expendable employees) but, overall, neither the film's poltical edge nor the conservative deconstruction of these businesspeople's adventurous miles convince.
I don't like Jason Reitman. I think he has a cinematic voice the same way a New American restaurant has a voice. Clooney, Kendrick, and Farmiga are the three good things about this film. You can't create a moment out of thin air, Jason! If you edit together ten cuts of someone zipping up his suitcase and leaving the room, he's still just zipping up his suitcase and leaving the room. It's not panache.
In times of economic peril/uncertainty you need people there for you. This is the kind of sentiment that only works in a movie, real life is far more complicated than pat cliches. The performances are quite good, the biting satire does gets drowned out by sap (why?), and the song choices tend to lead audiences emotions (transparently manipulative)