Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Motherhood

I don’t know about you, but when I think of Uma Thurman it’s either in her yellow Kill Bill tracksuit or as a Cleopatra lookalike doing too many drugs in Pulp Fiction. I do not see Uma as a dowdy mother struggling to regain her life and purpose.

Perhaps that’s why this movie fails so miserably. It just isn’t believable. That, and it’s so boring that I could’ve had better fun at the dentist. “But you don’t have kids; you don’t understand the humour,” people will scream. Honestly, I can’t imagine what parent would. Aren’t your own kids’ shenanigans enough to satisfy your strange sense of amusement? Hugely disappointing for such a talented actress. Rating: 1 outta 5.

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