Julie and Jason have been best friends for years with no romantic interest in each other. He sleeps with someone new every few days, and she's looking for Mr. Right. Now in their thirties, they notice that their friends seem to lose all their good qualities when they have children - child rearing and the spark of Eros don't seem to co-exist. So, they decide to have a child together, share in child rearing, but pursue their own romantic lives. Things go well until he meets Mary Jane and she meets Kurt. Both seem like perfect mates. What could go wrong? Written by
Jennifer Westfeldt wanted Jake Kasdan to direct it, but Jake Kasdan turned it down, opted to produce it instead, but was the one that suggested that Jennifer Westfeldt herself directed it. See more »
In the final scene, when Jason leaves Julie's house, she is wearing a black v-neck sweater and her hair is nicely coiffed. After she asked him to leave, when he decided to go back and try again, she is wearing a completely different outfit and her hair is longer and messy. See more »
Slow painful death by disease... or watching the love of your life die a slow painful death by disease?
A. Definitely A. Much worse to be without the person you love than to have a slow painful death.
Really? You would rather watch the love of your life die slowly and painfully?
Well, it wouldn't be awesome, but better them than me. Got a lot of good years left.
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While I understand the lead/writer/director/producer has been in a 15 year relationship with Jon Hamm, it's pretty obvious she doesn't have kids or know anyone who does or has ever come across any. The "kids" which supposedly form the foundation of the plot, that having kids wrecks your marriage, are nearly non existent except when these urban super-couples are seemingly having meltdowns and the 'kids' are in Defcon 3 tantrum mode. Color me cynical but the reason that marriages with kids fail isn't because of the kids, in fact that old saw 'we stayed together for the children' is often sadly more true than not.
Be that as it may. My main objection is the dialog. The lead never shuts up, literally never. Not for a second. She talks like a meth'd up high school cheerleader the entire time. And there are whole scenes, where EVERY single character in the scene is yammering like crack monkeys nonstop at each other simultaneously. Except when Adam Scott is launching into a snarky monologue about how cool it is to be as cool as him.
I would have given it 3 stars but +1 for finally putting Meagan Fox in a role where the character is as functionally retarded as she is in real life and doesn't pull any punches. Most of the characters are supposed to be in their mid 30's they act 20 and they make fun of young 20-something Meagan for acting 14. The only character who plays to type is the little kid, who in less than a year grows from birth to age 5 but supposedly is 2 and acts it. If there's a sequel he'll be graduating Colombia Law.
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