'Wait till you see your father's organ - he can't keep his hands off it!' No, not a line from some forgotten British farce, but Bancroft to Hunter in Jodie Foster's family-relationships comedy that stoops to fart jokes and dotty maiden aunts before divesting itself of a none-too-pressing homily: 'We don't have to like each other - we're family.' Hunter is Claudia, who makes the pilgrimage home for Thanksgiving with a bad cold and a worse temper: her life's a mess. Her parents (Bancroft and Durning) bicker constantly, her brother (Downey) shows up with a mysterious male friend (McDermott), and her sister (Stevenson) can't contain her resentment towards all and sundry. It's shaping up to be a hell of a weekend. A modest film (in every sense) which pushes the gags too hard.