Wrong with filmakers today? Howcome they cant make stuff better than this standardized generic cha-ta-nooga-choo-choo comedy, where the whirlpool of yap-yapping doing the morning excercise of verbalistic commotion, that , at least for a grumpy old man, wears and tears on the tuba auditiva, leaving me with an enforced tinnitus that can never be prevailed unless something funnier turns up...
well ill admit i had a few good laughs, but that was due to mimics, good pantomiming and goatstare humour, like that dogpainting that looked just like one of the niece's. Fun isnt just what you say but how the whole body says it...
so long live the craps, and the slap stick humour, ive seen better comedies in my nursing careere in real life terminal cases, where the family has done the deals next to the dying bed where no resistance can be made. So im generous when i split a ten in half and awards 5 stars, its laughable,not more than that.