"The Guilt Trip" really ought to have been a
lot funnier than it is but this sentimental mother and son bonding
picture takes a long time to get going and even when it finally does it
never builds up anything like a head of steam. Fundamentally this road
movie is nothing more than a vehicle for Barbra Streisand, (looking
terrific, by the way), in the biggest part she's had in years. She pulls
out all the stops and injects as much humour into the part as the
feeble script allows. The son who ends up driving cross country with
her, (don't even think of asking why), is Seth Rogen and it's almost
impossible to decide which of the two is more annoying.
The
director is someone called Anne Fletcher who clearly hasn't a clue about
comedy or indeed film-making or could it possibly be that she was so in
awe of being constantly in the presence of The Greatest Star, (she is
by far and everyone knows it), that she forgot about everything and
everyone else or could I be missing something entirely and this is
really a psychodrama about fraught family relationships chock full of
Freudian undertones? Whatever, it's still mostly mediocre fare.
"The Guilt Trip" really ought to have been a
lot funnier than it is but this sentimental mother and son bonding
picture takes a long time to get going and even when it finally does it
never builds up anything like a head of steam. Fundamentally this road
movie is nothing more than a vehicle for Barbra Streisand, (looking
terrific, by the way), in the biggest part she's had in years. She pulls
out all the stops and injects as much humour into the part as the
feeble script allows. The son who ends up driving cross country with
her, (don't even think of asking why), is Seth Rogen and it's almost
impossible to decide which of the two is more annoying.
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