2014. Rated PG-13, 109 minutes.
Carly (Diaz) has met the man of her dreams. His name is Mark (Coster-Waldau). She is even about to introduce him to her dad. However, she gets a rude awakening when she shows up to surprise him at his house dressed in a sexy outfit. Mark's wife answers the door. Her name is Kate (Mann). The next day, Kate shows up where Carly works and begins pouring her heart out. They become an odd pair of friends bonding over Mark's infidelity. Soon, through all sorts of spy tactics, they find out about Amber (Upton), a third woman who is much younger than them both. They manage to bring her into the fold. The three of them then try to find a way to destroy Mark. Hijinks and shenanigans ensue. Allegedly.
Everything about this movie feels overly contrived and overly derivative. I'm sure there are women who have become buddies after both have been wronged by the same man. It's not something I "get," but whatever, it happens. However, the way that it does here requires multiple leaps in logic, faith, and common sense. It also flies in the face of the notion that Carly has a job. She's a lawyer and shown in her office a number of times. Not once does she even attempt any work. She merely complains about her love life to her secretary Lydia (Minaj). Then Kate shows up and this train is ripped violently from the tracks. The things they wind up getting into take hours, days, maybe even weeks of Carly being away from her desk and not being very productive. Then again, it's merely a plot device, not an actual job. It's what's needed to give the finale at least a shred of believability.
The cast as whole is problematic, though. The quality of their work is all over the place. Mann's mania is either going to be amusing, annoying, or both, depending on your level of tolerance for her. Diaz is a solid foundation, giving the film's most grounded performance. A lot of people have confused her being in a string of bad movies with her being a bad actress. She's not that, at all. Her judgement is highly questionable when it comes to what roles she should play, but her acting ability is sound. As usual, she's far better than the movie she is in. As our de facto villain, Nickolaj Coster-Waldau is okay, but not setting himself apart from the pack. Nicki Minaj gives us a bizarre portrayal as Carly's secretary. Her line readings range from mechanical to trying to conjure up the spirit of Eartha Kitt.
And then there's swimsuit model Kate Upton. As an actress, she's one helluva swimsuit model. Presenting us with a relatable human being doesn't seem to be in her wheelhouse. That doesn't seem to be anywhere near it. All of the real work is done by her disproportionately ample bosom. This thing jiggles whenever she takes a step, doesn't take a step. inhales, exhales, moves a finger, or blinks an eye. If I didn't know any better I'd say it took a team of special fx engineers to achieve this. Given how bad the rest of this movie is, and the type of guy I am, this isn't a complaint. It's a good reason to keep watching until the end.