Look, this movie exists. That's about the nicest thing I can say.

The premise is high-concept enough to get greenlit, but the execution is pure paint-by-numbers: underachiever learns responsibility, meets his biological kids one by one, has some feelings, grows up a little. Vince Vaughn does his Vince Vaughn thing, which by 2013 was already getting old.

The ratings tell the story—40% from critics, 47% from audiences, a dismal 2.8/5 on Letterboxd. This isn't a hidden gem. It's not even a guilty pleasure. It's just... there.

For families, the sperm donation premise makes it awkward to watch together, and the humor isn't sharp enough to justify the weirdness. For teens, it's a decade-old comedy that wasn't funny when it came out. There are a thousand better movies to spend 105 minutes on.

If you're desperate for a family-responsibility-redemption story, watch The Pursuit of Happyness or even Instant Family. Skip this one.