Movie review: We're the Millers


110 minutes/**½

A drug dealer (Jason Sudeikis), a stripper (Jennifer Aniston), a runaway homeless girl (Emma Roberts) and a dorky guy Kenny (Will Poulter) pretend to be a family in order to smuggle some drugs from Mexico into the United States.

The premise is a strained one and so the movie has to spend quite a bit of time justifying why these four come together as the Millers.

The idea is that a family would invite less scrutiny, but not when they are so clearly playing at being a whiter-than-white-bread Brady Bunch.

Director Rawson Marshall Thurber (Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story, 2004) wants it both ways.

He throws in aren't-we-daring naughtiness when the virginal Kenny gets kissing lessons from his "sister" and "mother".

Aniston also does a bump-and-grind routine in bra and panties, which actually had me feeling a twinge of pity for the star of the sitcom Friends (1994-2004).

At the same time, Thurber lays it on thick with lessons about family that are meant to give you that warm and fuzzy feeling.

Instead, the resulting mix might have you feeling slightly queasy.

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