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Such a frustrating disappointment

A lot more amusing than I thought it would be.

Pretty good movie overall. First half was nothing special but it got better as it went along.

The storyline feels a little thin and moth-eaten in parts but this sequel is plenty of fun.

Rose works as a maid while trying to raise her troublemaker (according to the school) son. Her sister Norah still lives with Dad, unable to hold down a simple job and fully immersed in her slacker lifestyle. The father Joe seems to have ambitions to be an entrepreneur in his retirement years. When Rose's lover and father of her child suggests she start a cleaning business taking care of crime scenes, it looks like she might be able to turn her life around. Amy Adams is full of neurotic energy as Rose. Stung by a chance encounter with an old schoolmate, she starts to make efforts to achieve the status she believes a former top cheerleader should attain. The storyline of starting the business, overcoming the queasiness and glimpsing success before setbacks kick in, is all nicely done. The characters are natural and engaging. Emily Blunt as Norah is aimless and affable. She makes a connection borne from misplaced compassion. The joyless sex she puts herself through with her sometime boyfriend, and her lack of work ethic, point to something missing in her life. But she is a doting aunt and empathetic being, who needs to go be her better self. And both women need to face up to the dark legacy of their mother. The narrative doesn't always hold up however, and some episodes appear random. Oscar's behavioural problems are overplayed, especially the licking. Dad buying shrimp is also a storyline that just dangles on the edges. Some conversations with heaven via CB radio do not quite convince. And a character having one arm seems too much of a deliberate play for quirkiness. The ending, involving some baby shower nonsense and a sibling fall out, seems rather forced and spoon-fed. Good acting, some nice relationships, but in the end this in no Little Miss Sunshine.

Is there, something that me, as a bloke, is missing here? It was directed by a woman. It was written by a woman. All the complimentary reviews on the box are from female publications. Perhaps the fact that while viewing it, feeling as bored and unfulfilled as I did, is down to an absence of estrogen in my system.I like to think not. I've seen plenty of so-called 'chick flicks' in my time which I've thoroughly enjoyed. Everything here though, from the one-armed love interest, to the disabled kid who's wiser than his peers, if straight out of screen writing classes 101. I've seen it all before, and done considerably better too.Worst still, nothing really happens. There's some half-baked nonsense about sisters coping with their mother's suicide and loser of a father, as well as extra marital affairs and taunts from old classmates. None of this adds up to anything interesting, and you just end up staring at the screen, while the stock characters and their tedious conversations wash over you.There is the germ of a good idea here. Who wouldn't want to see what cleaning up after a crime scene entails? These parts are the best in the movie, and witnessing the various fluids on the floor and our amateur Mrs Mops's reaction to them provides for a few sick laughs. But with the rest of the unoriginal tripe that's bundled along with it, make the movie impossible to recommend. 4/10

Another indie movie with "Sunshine" in the title and labeled a comedy. It's from the same producers as "Little Miss Sunshine" - seriously, do these people not know what a comedy is? They must mine the studio accounting department for their humor writers (and I'm an accountant, so it's not offensive). It's another dysfunctional family drama with a smattering of humor, just like real life. The acting was great from the entire cast. It was a bit of a yawner as most indie films are, but I did not feel like I wasted 91 minutes of my life watching it. And Amy Adams and Emily Blunt as sisters - wouldn't mind taking a dip in that gene pool.

Plot: Two screw-up, immoral sisters start a crime scene clean up company.If you're not laughing already, then you will not laugh much at this movie. Personally, I didn't laugh at all. I LOVE indie movies, the quirkier the better. I love films that just focus on people without a lot of plot, but the writers of the film should bother to say SOMETHING. Not just beg against my patience to suffer through a worthless set of disjointed scenes.Also, I didn't like either of the main characters. I certainly didn't feel compassion for the main character. AT ALL. I thought she was an ex-cheerleader semi-slut adulteress. I didn't feel sorry for her screwball sister, especially when she burnt a customer's house down. I didn't feel sorry for Alan Arkin's "father" character and his dummy get rich quick schemes. I only felt a little sorry for the lead character's son. Of course, he was fatherless because his mother is incapable of making responsible choices. He was termed "a little bastard" in the movie. But don't worry. His mother and aunt informed him that being a little bastard was so awesome and a sure guarantee to an awesome life. All the while, the kid is becoming more of a problem child under the influence of his weirdo aunt and corny, slag mother. The son got kicked out of school for licking a teacher's leg and other completely unacceptable actions. But of course, he was dressed up as the victim. The teachers and the principal were the BAD people for actually wanting his unacceptable behaviors to stop. The mother character blamed everyone EXCEPT the her son who was choosing to do the bad/weird stuff. "It's not your fault that you're doing bad things." And why isn't it his fault that he's doing bad things? Because as Alan Arkin's character tells him, "You're doing these things because you're a genius!" What kind of weird, destructive, criminal breeding parenting is that? Reminded me of all the other loser parents that I have to deal with on a semi-regular basis.The dialogue was also weak. The scene in the bathroom where they were "talking it all out" after the house fire was contrived and not genuine at all. In other scenes, every time there seemed to be the potential for good and interesting dialogue, the director just left it hanging. For example, the scene where the pregnant wife confronts the home-wrecker in the gas station. They started a dialogue...then nothing.Throughout the movie, Adams seemed to specialize in being flustered and overly emotional at all times. She would get nervous and emotional suddenly and would do certain things without a lot of explanation or obvious motivation. It was almost as if she was contriving the importance of her job so that she could brag on it later, such as when she sat with the old widow. I don't know how it could be a comfort to have a neurotic, weepy stranger sitting next to you. But I guess we weren't supposed to think that deeply.There was a small clothed, semi-lesbian scene, for those who are hungry to see such. I didn't care for it. It was gratuitous and also sort of stupid.It also bugged me that the girls were always so desperate to see their mother in her tiny role in a "made for TV movie," but neither one of them was smart enough to actually RECORD the scene ever, or better yet BUY the movie. This isn't the 1970's where we are all desperate to catch a glimpse of a movie that we may or may not ever see again. You can buy any movie on the planet. But I guess we were supposed to forget that for a moment for the sake of the "touching moment" at the end where the girls watch their ordinary looking mother say her line in the movie.Steve Zahn was solid in his small role.Once the movie was over, I just rolled my eyes and put it back in it's case. I'm glad I just borrowed it and did not buy this little shipwrecked film.