The House Bunny

The result isn't very funny, and its sexual politics are as muddled as you'd expect, but Faris is sweet and likable as the sort of wise dumbbell Judy Holliday used to play.

This silly comedy has a few decent jokes in its otherwise dim screenplay. However, its parody is as toothless as Hefner probably is by now.

The ending is predictably feel-good - if it takes way too long coming - but the female-penned script keeps you perky with some surprisingly surreal flashes... such as: 'The eyes are like the nipples of the face.'

It's difficult to determine just how much of the film is specifically gratuitous partial nudity and how much is a purposeful lampoon.

Undeniably flawed but consistently funny.

This is completely and utterly Faris' film.

An utterly predictable and formulaic comedy given a huge kick in the keester courtesy of its effervescent star.