Sarah Jessica Parker

[A] pleasingly off-kilter domestic comedy.

Paula's practiced fraud sounds criminal at worst and grounds for civil suits at best, but to Hollywood, it's a romantic comedy....downright repellent.

The outlandish gags are usually good for at least a chuckle, and Colbert's left-field satire classes up the enterprise, but multiplying the tight sitcom half-hour by four may not be a science experiment worth repeating.

King whips up enough quips and emotional moments to treat the faithful to a sort of moviegoing spa.

Like the box of generic corn flakes, Striking Distance isn't so terrible, but you'll forget it the second you're done with it.

I’m still not sure if writer-director Michael Patrick King intended for his audience to laugh at or with his fab foursome as they refresh the stereotype of the 'ugly American' abroad...

The romantic comedy version of its setting: an overgrown theme park that momentarily amuses, wears down the body and spirit, but mentally stays behind.

I tell ya, I haven't heard this much talk about ball-dropping since the junior high locker room.