Sisterhood

If you watch the trailer to Sisterhood, you could be forgiven for thinking it's going to be just another chick flick. Fortunately, you'd be wrong. Very wrong indeed. Sisterhood is almost indecently funny.

I don't like chick flicks. There's usually a mildly amusing premise to the film and a predictably sentimental ending with a few smiles raised in between - if you're lucky. Plenty of them fall into car crash entertainment and have me cringing. Sisterhood beats all of this because, in essence, it isn't a chick flick. It's a well-produced, beautifully directed comedy. Sure, it has a sentimental side to it, but sentimentality is more likely to take a pie - or a cowpat - in the face in this film, meaning that it keeps its edge and leaves audiences of both sexes entertained.

There are moments of sheer, comic laugh-out-loud genius in this film. Do go into the film with your silly side firmly plugged in. This is not a film for polite titters, it's for people who genuinely enjoy laughing and still hope that, in a cinema somewhere, there is a film that seeks only to entertain, without getting bogged down in making its stars unattainably perfect, or trying too hard to be the next big thing.

This is a great British comedy, with a nice Kiwi twist that keeps it from falling into the saccharine traps of Richard Curtis' latter outings. And when you consider it was made for just £75,000, you can't help but wonder what they could do with a larger budget.

Can't recommend the film highly enough: go and see it!