There are only so many baggy vagina jokes one can take. And writer/director Jennifer Westfeldt's disappointing film about how parenthood changes a Manhattan circle of friends has its share. Such "real" dialogue about childbearing's dark side coarsens the banter of the hopelessly single Harry and Sally of the gang, Jason (Adam Scott) and Julie (Westfeldt). Nonetheless, the two still want kids. So after watching their pals (Jon Hamm, Maya Rudolph, Chris O'Dowd, and Kristen Wiig) turn into bitter, de-balled dads and shrewish, big-sweater-wearing moms, they choose another route: they skip the doomed romance, make a baby, and date other people. However, this retread of recent rom-coms, with yakky aspirations to Woody Allen, is none the edgier for Westfeldt's indie roots and hip cast. In fact, it's maddeningly conventional and clichéd. As Julie and Jason's arrangement gets predictably complicated, Westfeldt produces a few fresh and funny insights, but they arrive long overdue.
