Leslie Mann discovers that good-for-nothing hubby Nikolaj Coster-Waldau is three-timing her with Cameron Diaz and Kate Upton. Looks like his philandering was the best thing ever to happen to this trio of callow sitcom yentas. Instead of instantly calling 1-800-DIVORCE, Mann goes partners with the paramours and together they hatch an exceptionally pubescent revenge. (Laxative-laced smoothies, his toothbrush doubling as a toilet brush, etc.) Coster-Waldau would have been better off killing Mann on their honeymoon and spending 7 years in jail instead of in the company of this jangling fishwife. An assuredly contrived chick flick that knows just how to blend the right amount of throw up and gas ha-has to keep the guys giggling and their dates from gagging. Incredibly stupid, so don’t fault first time screenwriter Melissa Stack for not knowing her target audience. Someone named Cassavetes directed, but he’s not related to...nah, it can’t be. (2014) — Scott Marks
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