I didn't know a movie about pregnant women would have this much hot guys in it. Well um, actually, there were only two—Rodrigo Santoro and Joe Manganiello—but they were more than enough to keep me and Tatin squealing throught the entire film. (There's Chace Crawford too!)
March 2012 issue
First, let's discuss Joe. What is it with this man-god? Lol. I mean, seriously. His abs look so rock solid, China should lay claim to them as a new special administrative region. In the movie, he basically just shows up and flex his biceps; normally, I'd feel offended over the objectification of such a Carnegie Mellon- and classically trained theater actor...
... except this time, I don't, lol.
I don't get why this film got such low ratings from critics. (It's at 22 percent on Rotten Tomatoes.) Yes, the material was standard comedy but the actors—
The posse of young daddies headed by Chris Rock and with standout Thomas Lennon (Reno 911!) provided much comedic relief with 'horrid' stories of what they do behind their wives' back.
Bridesmaids alumni Wendi McLendon-Covey, who played the mom bridesmaid in that movie, Ben Falcone, the undercover air marshall, and Rebel Wilson, the British flatmate, practically (and successfully) repeat their roles to some degree. Rebel practically steals the show here.
All of them—not quite mainstream, not quite leading actors—jell so perfectly, that it becomes jarring to see such big names as Cameron Diaz and Jennifer Lopez trying to fit, awkwardly if I may add, with an excellent comedy ensemble. I would have loved to see Kristen Wiig, Amy Poehler, or even Kat Dennings in those roles instead.
The movie is about motherhood so there is bound to be a big dramatic scene—JLo's story arc provides that one but again, it comes off a bit obtuse relative to the rest of the individual stories. However, I thought Chace Crawford and Anna Kendrick's big, silent moment was more successful in that.
Rating without the hawt boys factor: 8/10