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Captures the seriousness and the sweetness perfectly

With a title like this you know pretty much what to expect.

Everything about the film is ill-judged, miscast and intellectually anorexic.

You cannot begin to understand what's going on, or not going on

Ray Winstone really should have known better, though his accent – American Deep South via London East End – is possibly the funniest thing in the film.

The English bits tend to drag dreadfully.

The twists in the plot have a satisfactory gloss to them, as if the element of surprise is a new cocktail.

The script isn't witty enough, hitting the buttons by numbers.

Required viewing.

The vocal cast is star studded. Trouble is they are given too little to speak.

There is nothing remotely inviting, funny or admirable about it

It reminds me of a series of auditions where actresses, lighting experts, choreographers and so on, all demonstrate their impeccable skills. What is totally lacking is any semblance of a film upon which to apply them.

Those with an IQ higher than Scooby's will run screaming from the cinema.

Through heartfelt and very conventional storytelling Nair simplifies, pleads, and misses the chances to shift the very current problematics into a new light.

The only real mystery, however, is what is this great ensemble cast doing in such a poorly executed movie?

Always feels grounded and honest and a little bit awkward in all the right ways.

The title is baffling, the film self indulgent, the message confusing and the raison d'etre dubious

American comedies are going through a bad patch. Wit is in short supply.