Occasionally, a parody is given time to land. A riff on “Antiques Roadshow,” featuring Mark Proksch as its spectacularly ignorant host, is amusingly dumb; and a segment with Charlyne Yi as a geeky music fan, broadcasting shows from her parents’ basement, perfectly nails the twin public-access vibes of enthusiasm and ineptness. Mostly, though, the movie feels like an excuse to recycle material from Robbins’s earlier comedy shorts: “Hot Winter” — a pornographic look at climate science — and the charmingly weird “Painting With Joan,” featuring the divine Kerry Kenney as a P.B.S.-style artist with Dennis-Rodman-related sexual fantasies.

Even when the ghost of a point materializes — that recording ephemera can be a self-soothing behavior — “VHYes” is too unsophisticated to develop it. Instead, it offers agonizingly derivative social commentary from an author (played by Mona Lee Wylde) who views our relentless taping as precipitating mankind’s demise. Her predictions veer from the preposterous (crops will remain untended while farmers film their cows) to the clichéd (a celebrity will be president). None of them are funny.

Little more than a collage of meaningless nostalgia, “VHYes” makes you wonder how it found its way into a movie theater. Though I’m sure that has nothing to do with the fact that two of its actors, Susan Sarandon and Tim Robbins, are also the director’s parents.

VHYes

Not rated. Running time: 1 hour 12 minutes.