A look at love through the eyes of five interconnected couples experiencing the thrills and surprises of having a baby, and ultimately coming to understand the universal truth that no matter what you plan for, life doesn't always deliver what's expected.
It’s corny, phoney stuff, and lucky to have a game cast trying to carry it to term.
An awful ensemble comedy to complete that Valentine’s Day / New Year’s Eve box-set, complete with sexist clichés.
What To Expect When You’re Expecting is the kind of witless schmatz-fest that gives women’s pictures a bad name; dodging all the difficult questions about modern pregnancy, it offers the kind of safe, antiseptic drama that only a Stepford wife might enjoy.
Needless to say, the end result is torture to sit through, though maybe that’s the point: like the birthing process experienced by the characters, the film is so painful to endure that when it’s all over a joyous feeling (albeit of relief) does wash over you.
Elizabeth Banks and Rebel Wilson [are] worth a smile as the knackered mum-to-be and her dopey assistant. As for the rest of the cast, their babbling and faffing is about as amusing as a bad case of haemorrhoids.
Favouring pratfalls over wit and insight, the picture offers only occasional respite in a “dudes group” of dads who meet in the park with their offspring, led by Chris Rock.
A big nothing.
Almost surreally free of laughs.
It’s exactly what we expected it to be. If you’re going to have a baby it’d be a good thing to watch. It shows all the things people say to you.
Doesn't deliver.
Someday Hollywood will think of women as more than fallopian tubes in heels; until then, we're stuck with this kind of project.
The miracle happening inside me was that I managed to sit through the whole film without throwing up. But it was a close thing.
What to expect from When You’re Expecting is a comedy about childbirth that could drive you to celibacy.
What to Expect ... is exactly what you're expecting.
Terrible.
t It’s Valentine’s Day with more babies and fewer attractive people. Neither a date movie (run for the hills, boys!), nor a chick flick (who wants to know the icky bits?), its intended appeal is a poser. Heavily pregnant people and those with newborns don’t get out much, do they?
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