There are people who have that weird, unexplained lust for trashy horror movies - or those whose boat floats towards comedies. I am one of the latter. It's not that I prefer stupid ones, it's not as if I revel in their moronic scripts, it's just that I am the dying breed of hopefuls: those who think that, eventually, one of these movies will be a breakthrough. The worst that can happen is that you actually watch one that is advertized as such but is, in fact, a family movie. Or (ultimate trailer scam!) drama.Well, this one was family+drama. And guess what, it sucked at it in all the right areas: actors, plot, dialogues, that indie feeling that the Weinstein company was going for, low-yet not low-budget....you name it.
You get unattractive Rudd to play an idiot (but not on the Dumb and Dumber level) and his three annoying sisters are all pretty unlikable in their own right: Banks being a bitch, Mortimer being primly and Deschanel being fat (well, almost). While at the subject of Zooey, all that yawn quality of her acting isn't as irritating as it is Monroe-ish in its talentless insistance to be smacked in our faces all too frequently, of late.
Surprisingly enough, it has 6.8 on IMDb. In my books, it's a 5. And not one gooddamn laugh out of it.
