Prairie Miller

This mostly all talk and no action dysfunctional egghead family sarcastic romp, with its smart and smarter lackluster momentum, is held together more by its occasional stinging humor, than character chemistry or drama.

A movie that asks us to follow along with it to another century far in the distant past, should have that experience feel immediate and welcoming.

Saving the best for first is never a good idea in a movie, or in the case of Tropic Thunder, the radically raunchy pseudo-trailers that precede this jungle gross-out.

Fresh from her huge Teen Choice win and a bunch of awards for Gossip Girl to brag about, Blake Lively hits the big screen nearly simultaneously, with Sisterhood 2.

Don't be misled by the inebriating title of this cat and mouse caper, there's a lot less time available to get high than just laying low, as the chemically disoriented pair elude hitmen and crooked cops alike after witnessing a marijuana murder in progress.