All very cute, but problem is the tepid script by Michael Le Sieur, which is much more of a comedy of a character than your typical Wilson vehicle, and the direction (by Anthony and Joe Russo) works best in the film's quieter moments.

Meanwhile, Molly's wealthy real estate-developer father, who never approved of him marrying his baby, tries to undermine Carl at work and curiously wants him to have a vasectomy.

Wilson plays the same egotistical, troublemaking whiner as always, but he's strangely believable as the 40-year-old infantile, underachiever who never grew out of high school. He's not bad, but he has played the loser who leaves a trail of destruction in his wake too many times. We know everything he's going to do before he does it, but Dupree is more annoying than amusing.