"Life", in this context, is pushing it. How about instead "desperate contrivance that unites two people who thought they hated each other"? That's the poor hand dealt to Katherine Heigl and Josh Duhamel, who start out in a romantic comedy before being railroaded into a child-rearing nightmare of dirty nappies and sleepless nights.
Their best friends, you see, died in a car accident, having nominated them as sole guardians of their infant daughter - without actually telling them. What kind of friends were they? This follows the trend of The Back-Up Plan and The Switch in trying to distil a romantic comedy from the fleshy fruit of unforeseen parenting crises - and all we get is mush. Heigl should have a word with her agent about the sameyness of her roles. She really needs to play something other than brittle control-freak singeltons who are secretly a push-over to adolescent-minded men.Reuse content