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Well, it's a masterpiece compared with 'Little Fockers,' the last movie featuring Barbra Streisand.
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Pairing Rogen and Streisand turns out to be inspired.
The Guilt Trip is not about Rogen, bubbeleh. Streisand is her own once-in-a-lifetime trip, looking gawjuss with that divine voice and those killer fingernails, and the sight of the lady scarfing down four pounds of beef at a Texas steak joint is one a Streisand lover can now cross off her bucket list.
Guilt Trip is cinematic comfort food for road trip fans who aren't given indigestion by Streisand.
A timid, modestly pleasant time-passer distinguished mostly by its unexplored potential.
The chief pleasures of this mild-mannered dud lie in watching two resourceful comic actors go through their paces like the pros they are.
A creakily old-fashioned comedy that forgot to pack the laughs along with the nudging and kvetching.
There is something promising about the match-up of an old-school show-biz kid like Streisand with the modern, anxiously self-aware Rogen, but what could have been the multigenerational Thunderdome of Jewish Humor instead turns out bloodlessly disappointing.
The pretext of the movie, which was directed in broadbrush-cartoon style by Anne Fletcher from a coarse-textured script by Dan Fogelman, is a road trip taken by mother, Joyce, and son, Andrew.
Audiences deserve a resounding "mea culpa" for the embarrassing dreck, masquerading as comedy, in The Guilt Trip.
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Cheek-Pinch-Apalooza 2012
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