watch smother be perhaps the long not quite 90 minute of my life . there wasn not a laugh to be have while in fact and i do not remember ever crack a smile . diane keaton be horridly unfunny a a middle age chain smoke dog hoarder and the textbook overbear mother character and a relentlessly irritate woman who clearly suffers from some kind of personality disorder . she be manipulative and conniving and melodramatic and childish and narcissistic and and bad of all and boring . i suppose i should briefly mention the other character and but why bother . it be just a long string of movie clichés the dippy and socially inept distant relative who just try to break into the industry and the gruff and long suffering but somehow still lovable father and the mild mannered wife who just can not take it anymore ( but eventually move beyond the discord and resignedly come home ) and the herd of unhousebroken dog who like to chew throw pillow while everyone be away and etc . god and what a snore . i have never be a diane keaton fan and smother only remind me why . overacting be overact and no matter how many picture you do in your prime . her attempt at physical comedy be especially humiliate . what be the director thinking . while i like dax shepard and can even sometimes tolerate liv tyler and their performance be so lackluster and dull that it be clear that neither actor give a damn about this movie . that be okay and because neither do i. keaton endless self absorb prattling be intolerable and at time shepard dislike for her seemed genuine . by the end of the movie i want to slap her myself . awful .