The assumption here may be that Hangover scribes Jon Lucas and Scott Moore have lazily passed their signature middling-to-low jinks through screenwriting software that switches gendered pronouns. Actually, Bad Moms risks occasioning a different kind of insult, timidly redacting the raucousness lest it scare anybody off.

Mila Kunis’s PTA refuseniks thus gain self-knowledge within a soft-focus mommiverse reminiscent of the average Hallmark movie: a hoodie-clad Kristen Bell’s penis impersonation is as off-the-leash as it gets. (Network TV’s Mom is filthier.) Reduced expectations will help – the leads wring odd snickers from second-rate material – but with its bland blasts of chart pop, it’s less riot-grrrl provocation than sporadically rowdy coffee morning.