The original roman a clef about the pampered lifestyles of the Upper East Side was a chick lit publishing sensation. As written by bitter former nannies, “The Nanny Diaries” supposedly ripped the lid off the way spoiled wealthy Manhattan parents — mothers in particular — abandon their childrearing responsibilities to hired strangers.
But despite the promising talent behind today’s movie adaptation of the fertile material, it turns out to be just an overly broad farce with little bite, few out-loud laughs and no real insight into its target arena.
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