We're the Millers

We're The Millers is the cinematic equivalent of fast food – formulaic, disposable entertainment that will keep you busy, even make you laugh out loud but leave no trace once it's over.

We're The Millers is a crude road-trip comedy that alternates between outrageously funny and plain silly. I didn't think I could laugh at a situation where an adult practically pimps a teenage boy to a homosexual police officer, but that scene is written and performed so competently, you'll be on the floor guffawing uncontrollably. Alas, not every joke sticks; inconsistency is this film's biggest crime.

This is not comedy, this is lazy filmmaking. Sure, there are some people in the world who laugh just because someone mentions the human body's nether regions but there are significantly more people who prefer a well-written quality comedy over tedious skits.

We're the Millers is a predictable but funny road trip movie that's loaded with sexual expletives. In spite of the occasional silliness, it does make you laugh. Note: You may not like this film if adult humour grosses you out.

If offensive, crude, adult humour tickles your funny bone then this is the ticket to buy!

The film's biggest plus is its cast. The 'family' of four totally fits the bill. Aniston, curves in place, makes a spirited Rose and is particularly a treat to watch.