Somewhat formulaic, but a lot of fun regardless.

Predictable 'oldie' jokes about mobility scooters, farts and 'moobs' abound in a film that can't decide if it's a low-denominator, wobbly-kneed comedy or a hotdog-for-brains version of The Wrestler.

Working from a cobbled-together screenplay by Tim Kelleher and Rodney Rothman, director Peter Segal pretty much goes through the motions.

It’s a film featuring some good performances, scattered chuckles, and pretty capable direction. But you can dress up the pig all you want and it’s still a pig.