As previously stated, I love comedies in all their frivolity and stupidity and pointless glory. Rarely do you leave a theater (or turn off the computer) after watching one and say “Hmm… I just learned something.” While you could have a revelation about teenagers truly live these days, that was not the role it needed to play. However, lately many comedies have missed their true mark of an entertaining story and skidded to over-the-top jokes lacking any substance. Though on the surface it seems to be in-lock step with these trends, Sisters strikes a good balance between humor and a standalone story.
Though this may come as no surprise given the last Fey-Poehler collaboration, Baby Mama. Sisters has surprising depth (loosely defined), that explores and tests the roles and responsibilities of family, from teenage rebellion to geriatric parenting, and of course, sisters.
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