I loved Tina Fey on Saturday Night Live, enjoyed her (and her writing) in Mean Girls and adore her on 30 Rock. Amy Poehler is a scream on SNL and on the ASSScat specials. Really, how I could I hate Baby Mama the new preg-com featuring the duo? Answer: I can't!
Delightfully sharp comic writing and timing make it hilarious. Rachel and I laughed a zillion times, from sight gags, one-liners and an amazing supporting cast, like Sigourney Weaver as a surrogacy specialist who get pregnant the old fashioned way, even when her "eggs are from the '40s" and Steve Martin as the new-age president of Tina Fey's Whole Foods-esque company. But it's the chemistry between Fey and Poehler that sings. When they are sniping at each other, when they are bonding, it doesn't matter. They work off each other like no comedy duo has this millennium. And even when it gets a little sweet at the end, the laughs never really stop. It may not have the quirk of Juno, or the potty humor of Knocked Up, but this movie has nine months worth of laughs.
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