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Now he must decide whether or not to come forward when 142 of them file a lawsuit to reveal his identity.
Only Cobie Smulders, it seems, gets short-changed with a lame, functional role as David’s cop-girlfriend. Beyond this, Delivery Man has charm to spare.
Delivery Man is an attempt to cross-breed soggy melodrama with forced comedy. The result shoots blanks.
Arriving with the original’s charm intact, the laughs may be on the squishy side but a versatile Vaughn is good value here. Fertile family fun.
Surprisingly watchable, at least by recent Vince Vaughn standards, with Chris Pratt stealing the show was the hilariously gormless lawyer.
Limp comedy.
It’s not exactly a relatable scenario, the plot is too thin and episodic and there are few laughs. Although it’s Vaughn we’re supposed to love it’s Chris Pratt who steals the show as his best pal, a harassed dad and part-time lawyer.
Delivery Man just doesn’t get where it wants to go.
Vince Vaughn autopilots his way through this lame, contrived and strangely depressing high-concept comedy.
The tone wavers between the pantomime and the mawkish and while little has been lost in translation, less still has been gained. Still, it's good to see Sébastian René reprising a crucial role from the original production, his scenes with Vaughn providing a few moments of credible respite from the otherwise uneven reproductive japes.
Gooey sentimentality and group hugs follow, but Vaughn is not entirely unappealing.
While Vaughn’s performance veers between weary and subdued, he deserves some credit for dialling down his fast-talking frat-boy schtick in favour of a comparatively sincere turn.
General release. Check local listings for show times.
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