It might have been nice, at this moment in time, to see a female corrective to the testosterone-heavy likes of "Step Brothers" and its ilk, but "Sisterhood" is all hoary stereotypes - New Zealand is represented by rugby and sheep, the UK by thugs and randy grannies - and no set-up is considered too low or broad. Our Kiwi heroine walks in on an admirer rehearsing his marriage proposal in a barn - and she thinks he's proposing to a cow! Then when he goes to propose for real - he kneels in a cowpat! As "Harry and Paul"'s Greek interpreter of televisual affairs might put it: it is from this that the comedy arises. Given that production on the film was halted after one of the investors was revealed to be a fraudster, Corcoran and Wellings-Thomas have done well to finish their film and land it a theatrical release, but it sits hopelessly exposed on the big screen, and no-one should have to pay to see it. In fact, I think I'd rather have seen what the conman went and spent *his* money on.