All About Steve

On paper, a crazy romcom starring Sandra Bullock and Bradley Cooper could only be a good thing. Wrong.

All About Steve is a messy assemblage of clumsy sight gags, winking reaction shots and disingenuous populist genuflection to the idea that there's no such thing as normal. We all see a little bit of Mary in ourselves, don't we? Don't we?

Kooky? Hardly. Cringing? Most assuredly.

Fasten your seat belts, it's going to be a bumpy review.

Just when it seems All About Steve couldn't grow any more insufferable, it turns strangely sentimental.

Mary is a memorable comic creation for all the wrong reasons: glibly written, offensively characterised and bizarrely dressed, she's the classic screwball ditz taken to grotesque and at times unwatchable extremes.

Destined to disappoint even the most diehard of Bullock fans.

Even talented and preternaturally attractive people can't entirely engross us without the help of a good script.

All About Steve may be a harmless escapade, but sitting through it proves to be a painful experience.

This isn't a perfect film; Mary's persona was annoying; I think the filmmakers just let go of the story at a certain point. But the film's heart was in the right place.