I don’t know if Tina Fey and Amy Poehler had a hand in writing this – it’s credited to director Michael McCullers, but such a red-hot team of women should have made this sharper. Tina’s a career woman whose mother Holland Taylor declares that she leads an alternative lifestyle – she’s 37 and single. And happens to be brooding. Babies … are suddenly everywhere. She succumbs to the suggestion of surrogacy and the dubious white-trash charms of Poehler whose live-in boyfriend Dax Shepherd sees $ signs. They break up, she moves in and the pregnancy is eventually discovered to be fake … and Tina is falling for the juice bar proprietor in whose neighbourhood she sees the prospect of gentrification and mucho dinero. Everyone’s on a learning curve here, folks. There are some good turns by Sigourney Weaver as the surrogacy agent (with some nasty jokes about women who are too old to bear their own kids) and Steve Martin (channeling S. Jobs) as the psychotic organic foodstore magnate. This isn’t bad, it’s just bland and you’d expect better jabs than some of the cheap ones here but the ladies do their considerable best to get past the predictor tests.