The summer's comedy streak continues. Hit it, don't quit it.
Summer finally starts firing on all cylinders.
Labors under the notion that its premise is somehow edgy and fresh.
Careening from sweet to sour it works far better than it should.
Everything's not quite as dreary as the typical season's film forecast.
There’s really nothing all that new about No Strings Attached, but tried and true rarely sounds as sweet as this.