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"Director: Rawson Marshall Thurber; Screenwriters: Bob Fisher, Steve Faber, Sean Anders, John Morris; Starring: Jennifer Aniston, Jason Sudeikis, Will Poulter, Emma Roberts, Nick Offerman, Kathryn Hahn; Running time: 110 mins Certificate: 15  Let&amp;#039;s face it: any comedy where Jennifer Aniston gets top billing should set alarm bells ringing. We loved her in Friends, but her film career has been characterised by hollow evocations of Rachel in sub-par rom-coms and more recently, marked by a certain desperation to get her kit off and be a bit saucy. Well, crank the sirens, because her latest comedy sees her starring as a stripper... We&amp;#039;re The Millers aims to shock, but the real kicker is that actually, it&amp;#039;s not that bad. In fact, it&amp;#039;s quite funny (though you may quietly hate yourself for laughing). Even Jason Sudeikis - usually the sidekick who last worked with Aniston on Horrible Bosses - is greasily amusing as a lonely pot dealer who hits on her every time she ventures downstairs to collect her mail. Rose and David are both losers and are gradually coming to terms with this when an opportunity arises to make some fast cash. Ed Helms is deliciously, geekily evil as the drugs kingpin (complete with giant fish tank and resident Orca) who proposes that David smuggle a ton of weed in from Mexico as a way to pay off his debts and make some chunky change on top.  David is a classic, hapless hero who reckons he&amp;#039;s one step ahead of the game. Working on the assumption that customs officials don&amp;#039;t give families a second look, he hires Rose to be his wife, Son of Rambow&amp;#039;s Will Poulter to be his son and a hard-assed homeless girl (Emma Roberts) to be his daughter, then packs them all into a massive Winnebago for a raucous road trip. Dodgeball director Rawson Marshall Thurber ensures plenty of twists and turns along the way, starting early on when David and co. pick up the shipment and straightaway run into Luis Guzman&amp;#039;s dirty cop. However, Thurber does push too far for a cheap laugh when the so-called Millers have a family conference to decide who should buy him off with a sexual favour. There&amp;#039;s a self-conscious need to be un-PC, including a gratuitous striptease from Aniston trying to distract some gangsters on their tail. Thurber overemphasises the darker aspects of the story; mainly that the Millers are emotionally damaged people accustomed - except for Poulter&amp;#039;s dopey virgin - to selling out. Perversely, though, it allows the actors&amp;#039; natural likeability to shine through. Of course the bickering helps them appear like any regular dysfunctional family, but they inevitably attract attention by cussing like sailors, or else kissing each other inappropriately. Kathryn Hahn and Nick Offerman thicken the plot as a vacationing married couple who look to the Millers for unusual sex therapy, though Thurber can&amp;#039;t resist killing that joke, too. Thankfully, he doesn&amp;#039;t go all the way with sentimentality (until the very end), but a little of that does help temper the raw humour. By and large, the Millers only drop their guard with each other in moments of crisis, grudgingly pulling together to save themselves, until it becomes apparent that they really do want the best for each other. Basically though, it&amp;#039;s just good, unclean fun.  "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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