No, Cilla Black hasn’t broken Hollywood – though she may as well have given the froth and frivolity of this Chris Pine time-passer.
Shelved for three years, it’s been released now – surprise, surprise – to coast on his Star Trek glory.
As a blind man lovesick for an Indian woman, Pine’s charismatic turn is easily the best thing about this affable if vaguely schizoid mix of comedy (be it gross-out or otherwise), romance and cross-cultural friction.
Jane Seymour looks bewildered in a therapist role that requires her to compulsively drop her skirt, but this is harmless, breezy fluff.
