Just like the title of this movie indicates - "poor effort" is the understatement of the year. 'How do you know' what's even happening in this disjointed mess? The look on Witherspoon's face in almost every scene is confused at best... like she can't figure out what she's even doing in this movie. When Paul Rudd falls down the stairs, that sets the tone for the entire fiasco. All through the movie, it builds up to the ending where we're supposed to figure out who's going to jail... what happened to the big trial? You can tell Witherspoon and Rudd are going to really live happily ever after when, at the end, she says, "Stop looking at me!" Really endearing. Who wrote this crap??