A comedy centered on the life of Kate Reddy, a finance executive who is the breadwinner for her husband and two kids.
The script is sharp, the mood both funny and touching. The performances are an understated joy.
For a film ostensibly concerned with the mess and tumult of modern life, I Don't Know How She Does It presents some pretty pat solutions.
I don't know how she gets away with it.
Aline Brosh McKenna's script struggles to make sympathetic a lead character who's both needy and egomaniacal: other people seem merely bit players in her ongoing drama of self-justification.
Even with mother-and-baby screenings, I don't know why you'd bother.
The film is embarrassingly unfunny, its social observations coarse and dated and a picture that gives its romantic hero the name Abelhammer in order to have a final pay-off about the size of the penis beneath his kilt is inviting a patronising snort.
It's poisonous stuff. I'd say it was anti-women, but the men it depicts are mostly awful, too.
About as much fun as an evening of ironing.
Sarah Jessica Parker on dressing her character in 'I Don't Know How She Does It'
I Don't Know How She Does It is the movie for unsung mothers everywhere
General release. Check local listings for show times.