Matthew Lickona 3 p.m., Feb. 24
Moms' Night Out
Overheard before the show: “This one looks to be ‘Christ-y.’” Oy vey, the person in front of me wasn’t kidding! When properly presented, the occasional faith-based, spiritually correct film could act as a welcome relief to all the comic book nihilism, but dear God, give us something more to work with than a posse of born-again fugitives from the small screen (Patricia Heaton, Sarah Drew, Abbie Cobb) and one Hobbit (Sean Astin) putting together an audition reel for a CBN series. The gals get tipsy on liquor-filled chocolates while directors Andrew Erwin and Jon Erwin (October Baby) are all thumbs when it comes to executing a rudimentary gag involving a motion-activated paper towel dispenser. (Now do you understand what I’m up against?) If repetition is the key to learning, the film’s one joke – husbands are incapable of watching the kids when moms take the night off – has been permanently welded to my brain. 2014.