Kinda Pregnant Movie Review & Film Summary (2025)

A prerequisite for screwball comedy is a broad, yet delicate thing. It must be extreme enough to inspire big laughs, but also recognizable enough to exist in the real world. And it helps a lot if the figures in the middle of it are sympathetic enough to root them to get away with their crazy schemes.

This is one of the many major problems with “Kinda Pregnant:” Amy Schumer’s character is such a disgusting narcissist that we don’t care if she draws from her plan to pretend she expects. And attempts to soften her and reveal her vulnerabilities only result in wild tonal swings and heart tugging that are undeserved.

Schumer Co-wrote the manuscript with Julie Paiva, which consists of creepy jokes about farting during pre-birth yoga and fumble during oral sex. Mention of different openings, dry nipples and triangles are not exactly offensive, but they are presented with the blunt intention of shocking us: You will not believe how R-classified this R-classified comedy can be!

Last year’s “Babes” starring in Ilana Glazer and Michelle Buteeau as best friends navigating in pregnancy with funny brutal honesty, was much more effective in exploring how women are really talking about such intimate questions. Similarly, “TrainWreck”, which put Schumer on the map as a comic movie star a decade ago, found that rare combination of inappropriate humor and legitimate sweetness. Then Judd Apatow, a veteran director with strong sensitivity, was at the helm.

Tyler Spindel, director of the former Adam Sandler-produced Netflix comedies “The Out-Laws” and “The Wrong Missy” (and Sandler’s nephew), is missing the necessary touch to make this balance work, both within individual scenes And throughout the pace of the whole movie. A little works here or there, but most people fall flat.

Schumer’s character, Lainy, is desperate and screams from the start, as we see from a flashback where she and her childhood best friend, Kate, play mothers giving birth in the school yard. Ten years later, Lainy is a Brooklyn Middle School teacher who still longs to be a mother and she feels jealous when Kate (Jillian Bell) first becomes pregnant. Adding to her evils is lainy stunned when her long -time boyfriend (Damon Wayan’s Jr.) doesn’t suggest her over a romantic dinner she expects him to. This scene, where Lainy exudes chocolate cake all over her face, rips her glittering dress off and starts shouting in the middle of a crowded restaurant, is an early indication of the film’s tendency to confuse loudly with fun.

But when Lainy tries on a foambabad for funsies while helping Kate Shop to maternity clothing, the enthusiastic reaction she gets from strangers is so uplifting that she just sorts to go with it. When she takes the shock of a spin, she participates in a pre-birth yoga class where she meets Megan (Brianne Howey), a legitimate pregnant woman who is so real and self-occupied, she can’t help but be friends with her. (Howey’s performance is the best part of “Kinda Pregnant.” Especially in a confessional scene on the bathroom floor, she brings a warm, authentic presence that is completely engaging and feels picked from another, better movie.)

Around the same time, Lainy meets sweet with a lovely guy named Josh (Will Forte) in his neighborhood Coffee House. Josh doesn’t think Lainy is pregnant. Josh is also happening to happen Megan’s brother who stays with her in the family garage after a bad breakdown. Madcap Hilarity follows theoretically.

And then the inherent comic excitement does not come from whether these people will learn the truth, but how and how fast. Adding to the potential chaos is the fact that Lainy is not “pregnant” at work, where supporting characters played by Urzila Carlson and Lizze Broadway are slightly more than a collection of Brash -quirks. This applies to most of the peripheral figures here; Megan’s man, for example, has a strange, unhappy occupation of Jada Pinkett Smith.

Virtually everyone in this movie is annoying all the time, and spindle yanks us around in tone from one moment to the next: crazy, then romantic, back to crazy, then dramatically, before ending a disastrous crazy note. Every new situation, whether it is shopping on Toys “R” US, a school field trip or a pre-birth therapy workshop, provides the setup for wild humor that does not land.

The movie that came in mind quite a bit while watching ‘kinda pregnant’ was the classic “Christmas in Connecticut.” It is not an accurate comparison, but it is also about a woman who has designed a great lie about idealized women’s inside. Barbara Stanwyck plays as a famous food salesman who writes about her idyllic existence on the farm with her perfect husband and baby. She is actually single, lives in a Manhattan apartment and orders take -out every night. But she has to combine this life to impress a recurring war hero as an advantage for her publisher.

What “Christmas in Connecticut” does that is so deep, offers rich detailed characters and let the comedy build, slowly and steadily with expert staging and pace. Placing the thoroughly charming Stanwyck and her impeccable timing in front and center certainly helps. We are on her side from the start. So when her ruse is revealed, we are invested in how the people she has come to worry about will react – and how she will do something.

Perhaps it is unfair to compare a good example of the genre with a Netflix movie from Happy Madison production, but this kind of female-centric storytelling is possible in all its relatable root and we deserve it.

On Netflix now.