Not Brooks' best, but it has its moments. And if Rudd and Wilson at times struggle, Witherspoon is a joy.
A rom-com with too much rom (winsome) and far too little com.
Can it be a good sign that the most compelling drama here is that of trying to decide whether it’s Lisa or Matty who has the nicest hair?
How do you know when you're not enjoying a romantic comedy?
As bad as it gets.
We are left with a fatuous and depressing parade of nothingness, and a rather dodgy wisecrack about Egypt and the Middle East which will do its box office prospects there no good at all.
Aside from a few chuckles (mostly supplied by Wilson) Brooks’s film fails to engage and poses two more pertinent questions: when will he recapture the form of As Good As It Gets? And why no question mark in the film’s title?
More creative energy has gone into furnishing these characters' apartments than devising credible emotional situations to put them in; the result is wholly undemanding, and best saved for a long-haul flight.
How do you know you’ve got a dud? When a cast this talented and determined can’t lift a soporific screenplay to entertaining heights.
As far as humour goes, thin smiles and silent chuckles are all it raises.
General release. Check local listings for show times.