Sex Tape Review

Grade: C
One-Liner: Rob Lowe's answer to Google.

Isn't Cameron Diaz great? She's the poster child for the modern woman — proving you can be over 40, hot, single, and kid-free. So slap her into a role where she's supposed to play a sex-less housewife who runs a mommy blog, and it just doesn't fit.

Not that attractive people can't struggle in the bedroom after years of marriage, but with all the chemistry the film worked so hard to build between Diaz's Annie and her husband Jay (Jason Segel), it seemed unrealistic that they could barely schedule in a day to have sex. After all, he worked for a local record company and she was a stay-at-home blogger. Come on, guys.

For those who haven't seen any of the millions of previews out there (or read the movie title), this married couple decides to heat things up in the bedroom by making their own drunken sex tape. Naturally, it gets out because somehow Jay gets tons of free iPads and hands them out to his friends and the mailman. Who does that?

What follows is a fairly ridiculous turn of events, in which Jay and Annie scour the town to find the corrupted iPads. It leads them to the house of Annie's potential future boss Hank (Rob Lowe being his best Rob Lowe) where Annie goes entirely out of character and does lines of cocaine while her husband is hilariously attacked by a vicious German Shepherd.

All the while their pals Robby (Rob Corddry) and Tess (Ellie Kemper) tag along, reminding the audience that if the film had been about them it would have been 10 times better and more realistic.

Moral of the story: If you get free iPads, wipe and sell them.