The Accidental Husband: Critic Reviews

This week we learned that 99% of Sun readers want a return to capital punishment. I learned that 100% of me wants it for 100% of people involved in this romcom.

Sweet, teen-friendly rom-com borders on the cliched.

There's little fun in being asked to identify with yet another female character who spends her running time being shamed like a dog who soiled the rug.

Sub-lousy hackneyed crapola all the way, a complete disaster, one of the year's worst movies.

The film is hinged on unapologetic formula, looking to enchant the viewer through the act of repetition, but the writing isn't smart enough to wipe the dust off the plot.

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This ludicrous effort is more catastrophe than accident.

A plot of insufferable silliness contrives to keep the lovers on tenterhooks and the audience in a permanent cringe, none of it helped by Thurman's thoroughly phony performance.

Words almost fail me after watching this terrible romantic comedy from Griffin Dunne which is perilously described as a "sort of Carole Lombard screwball comedy". Would that it were.

Sadly, as Thurman dithers between her two suitors - one a fiery free spirit, the other as wet as an otter's pocket - her decisions become ever more baffling. Even her sparky performance fails to fire the rather soggy finale.

Dismal romantic comedy that gets everything wrong, thanks to an appalling script, bad performances, embarrassing stereotypes, zero chemistry between the leads and painfully unfunny jokes.

Limp, transparently plotted flight fodder.

Even rom-com's need a relatively believable premise but the idea that you can find yourself hitched as a result of a few clicks on your keyboard is really pushing it.

A hodge-podge of random story elements that seem to emerge from the land that logic forgot, including a Bollywood segment.

The prognosis: a total emotional block.