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Review: Bad Moms

Roslyn Hull

When three overworked and under-appreciated mums are pushed beyond their limits, they ditch their conventional responsibilities for a jolt of long overdue freedom, fun, and comedic self-indulgence. IMDb

This film is a tonic. Just what we need at the rear end of winter when we’re all full of viruses…and so are the kids…and so is the partner…and the dog.

My first chuckle was the feminine incontinence pads commercial before the film – way to go for smart advertising – because in scant minutes mums of all ages in the audience were audibly hooting with laughter. So nice when I am not the only loud one.

The humour skates from full slapstick (slo-mo spaghetti to the face) to dad jokes, to body/baby/sex jokes and all the non-PC stops in between. However it is not all gross or dumb humour, there are many sassy, smart comments on modern motherhood.

Warning: serious comment alert. The best satirical humour shows us ourselves – not as we want to be, but as we fear we have become. In poking fun at that, it can allay our fears and show us how insignificant our faults are compared to the heroic lives we are living. This film gets full marks for doing just that.

We know this role in life is fraught with pitfalls, dangers and consequences that will haunt us all our lives – and the writer/directors know that too, so what they have created is what the Americans call a ‘hall pass’, a get-out-of-gaol-free card, a permission note to drop the f-bomb, drink martinis, drive fast and eat junk.

Certainly, if I was Tina Fey, I would be asking Jon Lucas and Scott Moore for royalties because the script is pretty much Mean Girls (With Kids) and Tina wrote Mean Girls. It is wish fulfillment cinema … right down to the delicious widower who says (and does) all the right things.

The filmmakers certainly understand wish fulfillment, being the team behind The Hangover(s), Wedding Crashers, 27 Dresses … and so on. I would say they also understand parenthood because lots of the action and dialogue is spot on, especially Christina Applegate’s queen of passive aggressiveness (I think I’ve met this woman, I know I have been bullied by her).

Apparently, several scenes between the three main ‘moms’ were adlibbed and I say snaps to them because they are genuinely funny. Kristen Bell has never looked less glamourous and gives us a mum who is clearly exchanging brain cells for baby cereal as she copes with four children and a demanding husband. Kathryn Hahn brings a whole new level of crazy to the sexed-up single mum and Mila Kunis – I have no words. She is gorgeous and funny and a mess and pushed to her limit and crazy when she’s drunk.

Bad Moms won’t cure cancer or world hunger but it will give the audience a good belly laugh … and I don’t know about you but wow, I needed one!

Roslyn saw this film as a guest of Limelight Cinemas Tuggeranong. 

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Ros Hull

Roslyn is a writer and storyteller who loves all things Canberra, her family, sci fi and movies – but not in that order. She has worked in museum education since 2001 and has a passion for imparting knowledge to others. Writing is her happy place, particularly if there is a dog at her feet and a coffee in her hand. More about the Author