I had very low expectations for Baby Mama going into it, because the reviews were so uniformly unimpressed. I wasn’t as concerned about the reviews suggesting that it was predictable (because: duh) as I was about the ones that said it wasn’t funny. I had seen enough trailers with acceptably funny gags in them that it made me concerned that it was one where the entire movie was in the trailer. In fact, Tara told me that this was her worry, too. She also said the movie passed the test, though, so I figured I’d probably like it.

And I did. As one review I read had noted, most of what you see in the trailer is the first act of the movie, and I’m not wild about what they do with the story from there. It’s one of those where you kind of go “ugh” once or twice, because it’s just not a great story direction, and it feels like it’s going to take a while to play out.

But for me, it survives because Tina Fey and Amy Poehler are so funny. They’ve put Poehler’s biggest and broadest trashy moments in the commercials — for the most part, she’s kind of flaky and childish, but she’s not quite as stupid as you’d think from watching the ads. And it’s a good thing, because that would be really, really, really tiresome. I do think a lot of the jokes work — not all, but a lot. They get great assists from Romany Malco as the doorman (so funny) and Sigourney Weaver as the fertility specialist. Everybody seems to be talking about Steve Martin, but aside from one or two moments, his appearance did nothing for me. I do love Greg Kinnear — back to Talk Soup! — and he’s very, very charming.

I could give a whole speech here about the entire idea of late-thirties women being presented as always unfulfilled and always miserable and always lonely if they don’t have kids. I could explain to you how frustrated I am about the constant dichotomy between boring but driven suit-wearers on one hand and happy, earthy baby-havers on the other hand. I wish it didn’t feel like the story was playing so heavily into the baby-starved stereotypes that everyone in her thirties who doesn’t have kids knows all too well. I wish it knew better the subtleties of feeling like you would have been happy to have your life go one way but being perfectly okay that it went a different way, too.

But the fact of the matter is that it’s a movie about some issues fairly specific and personal to women, and it’s written by a male SNL writer, and given that background, it’s not too bad on this front. It could be much worse. It’s silly and obvious, but it did make me laugh enough to be well worth it. It’s not a great commentary on…anything, or a satire of…anything, and it could have been both. But as a series of jokes, it works. Tina Fey made me laugh, and Amy Poehler made me laugh, and I had fun. There are times when, really, that is the objective.