James L Brooks was working on ‘The Simpsons’ around the time of the 1993 episode ‘Bart’s Inner Child’, in which Springfield falls prey to self-help svengali Brad Goodman. His condescending rhetoric (‘You’re not a human “being”, you’re a human “doing”!’) satirised psychobabble. This new film from Brooks (‘As Good as It Gets’) sees a script constructed of the same doublespeak, only with its meanings taken seriously. Paul Rudd is George, a kind everyman accused of a corporate crime and saddled with a dilemma: should he shop his slippery father, Charles (Jack Nicholson), to the Feds so he can get with retired baseball champ Lisa (Reese Witherspoon – miscast), who’s in an awkward romance with dim-brained ’ball star Matty (Owen Wilson)? Contrived, mawkish and mirthless, this feels like it was made by people who haven’t had any meaningful human contact for years.