The Other Woman Review

Grade: C+
One-Liner: Fun and frisky, but with a few missing links.

John Tucker grew up, got married, and is up to his old shenanigans, or so it seems.

The premise of The Other Woman is enticing — three unlikely female friends unite over the destruction of one deserving man — but to fully enjoy the execution, you have to be more on Kate Upton's blissfully unaware playing field.

This anti-rom com felt slightly disjointed and thin overall, but certainly had its moments. Its holes were almost as noticeable as Nikolaj Coster-Waldau's faulty American accent. It flipped from cliche montages of the girls plotting their revenge to Sarah McLachlan-esque cheesy music soundtracking emotional female bonding moments. They threw in a dull romantic storyline between Cameron Diaz and Taylor Kinney for good measure, but instead of filling out her character, it cheapened the underlying tones female empowerment.

Though Diaz was billed as the main character throughout the press tour and on most of the trailers and posters, Leslie Mann was clearly the star of this show. Watching her literally melt down on the big screen showed the depths of her comedic timing, both in dialogue and physical comedy.

Mann worked off her partners in crime well, but in reality, they didn't even need to be in the room. She transformed from ditzy Stepford Wife to total basket case to strong woman in less time that it took Kate Upton to slow-motion run down the beach.

The film certainly was enjoyable enough, but doesn't touch fellow lady-power films like Bridesmaids, Mean Girls, Pitch Perfect, or even The Other Woman's predecessor John Tucker Must Die. I mean, they cast Nicki Minaj, what do you expect?