With "The Switch," it appears Hollywood has discovered a new subgenre of the romantic comedy: the artificial-insemination rom-com. Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?
If you'll remember (you probably won't), Jennifer Lopez covered similar ground earlier this year in "The Back-up Plan." The Cliffs Notes version of these movies reads like this: Forty-something woman wants to have a baby, can't find a worthy guy, has baby anyway, turns out she needs a guy.
"The Switch," at least, launches its effort from a more refreshing angle. In a screwball-comedy setup, Aniston plays Kassie, a New Yorker whose girlfriends throw her an "I'm Getting Pregnant Party" where she will finalize the procedure.
Call this "Insemination and the City."
Problem time. Kassie's best friend, Wally (Jason Bateman), disagrees with her decision because he's in love with her (of course). Bateman is well-cast, playing Wally with a neurotic bent that recalls a taller, better-looking version of Woody Allen.
At the party, Wally's displeasure is amplified by the sight of Roland (Patrick Wilson), the buff blond sperm donor who is in attendance to lend his "ingredient." Sulking in the bathroom while the party rages on, Wally, now drunk, accidentally washes Roland's semen down the drain. Panicked, he quickly replaces it with his own.
As the rom-com universe would have it, Wally wakes up the next day remembering nothing. Once pregnant, Kassie moves back to Minnesota to raise her child. Seven years later, she returns to New York with young Sebastian, and guess what: He's an adorable neurotic munchkin prone to overly analytical tirades. Wally realizes that Sebastian is unmistakably his and spends the rest of the film strategizing ways to tell Kassie that he hijacked her pregnancy.
Aniston and Bateman find a funny chemistry together, and the film's bemusing setup unfolds with wit and charm. As 6-year-old Sebastian, Thomas Robinson steals every scene he's in.