A Danish cancer patient (Trine Dyrholm) catches her husband diddling a co-worker two days before they’re set to leave for their daughter’s Italian wedding. In the eyes of the audience, that frees her up to undertake an affair with her kid’s future father-in-law (Pierce Brosnan). A supposedly heartwarming comedy that spends most of its running time garnering uncomfortable laughs off the misfortune of others. Originally titled The Bald Hairdresser, this marks the first time in film history that a cancer patient’s wig is played as a running gag. (Dyrholm would have been better off asking the Make-a-Wish Foundation for a script.) Ultimately, all you need is Brosnan. Admittedly, as the widowed businessman who wants nothing more than to be by himself, his presence acts as a further reminder of Mamma Mia. But without musical numbers to clothesline him, Brosnan does remarkably well, especially in light of the sentimental roadblocks director and co-scenarist Susanne Bier place in his path. (2012) — Scott Marks