Henson, an executive producer on the project, is not alone behind the wheel. As the sassy gay sidekick (welcome to 1982!) of Ali Davis, the she-wolf Atlanta sports agent played by Henson, Josh Brener gets laughs with the hoariest material, and often in spite of Adam Shankman’s direction. The staging and visual rhythms are workmanlike at best, pushy and awkwardly staged at worst. A melee at the altar, for example, when one character finds out her husband’s dalliances, indulges in the wrong sort of chaos, along with a homophobic streak the movie pretends, elsewhere, to deride.