The so-called humorous high point of Diazs latest romantic comedy is a big production number in which she and her co-stars, Christina Applegate and Selma Blair, wax lyrical about the joys of men who are just too for want of a better word over-endowed for their liking. Sounds hilarious? Well, trust us, it isnt.
The fact that somebody found this scenario rib-tickling enough to drag it out for a full five minutes shows how desperate this laboured attempt at gross-out comedy really is.
Its rare to see such bawdy humour aimed so obviously at women, but Cruel Intentions director Kumble has failed to notice that it only really works when theres a story thats strong enough to support it. The Sweetest Things plot is flimsy at best Diaz on a quest for true love, plus a glaringly obvious twist and the characters so insubstantial that it renders the bodily function gags and gutter-level set-pieces merely embarrassing to behold.