Well, it's a masterpiece compared with 'Little Fockers,' the last movie featuring Barbra Streisand.

Pairing Rogen and Streisand turns out to be inspired.

The Guilt Trip is not about Rogen, bubbeleh. Streisand is her own once-in-a-lifetime trip, looking gawjuss with that divine voice and those killer fingernails, and the sight of the lady scarfing down four pounds of beef at a Texas steak joint is one a Streisand lover can now cross off her bucket list.

A creakily old-fashioned comedy that forgot to pack the laughs along with the nudging and kvetching.

A timid, modestly pleasant time-passer distinguished mostly by its unexplored potential.