In a public bathroom, at the grocery store – heck, in line at the DMV – she’ll regale you with a detailed and gory description of her blessed event, complete with contraction timing, dilatation measures, and numbers of pushes.
Her story is a long and horrifying story with an ending never in doubt. After all, she’s standing there and not weeping with loss for her child, so you’re pretty sure everything turned out fine in the end no matter if she got an epidural or went au naturel.
It’s a kind of sick, female competition: Who has the most awfully beautiful story.
What to Expect When You’re Expecting is the movie equivalent of that woman. A timid comedy full of stock characters and clichéd humor with endings never in doubt, it wants to tell you every detail of pregnancy but none of life.
You will need an epidural just to get through the flick. [Read more...]