Not even sweetly silly. This lacks more political credibility than The Campaign. It's hard enough to endure Julia Stiles as this pedantic cold fish who is so concerned with the "proper" English language. But even excusing that, it's the relationship tropes between her character and David Walton which shamelessly force that distance. He is a beer vender who can barely speak. She has pesky issues with everything and can't even do a slight smile. We get it, you can't get further than that. Together they learn to adapt and she realizes that kindness and likability can go a surprisingly long way. Did I expect anything different? Not really, just wanted to start adding to my tally from this year. Sure, I laughed a few times and bought into its sentimental affection, and that is why I wouldn't rate it any lower.
