The story was okay, but I think there was an underlying mammy factor that rubbed me the wrong way.

Glossy yet ultimately shallow, this platitudinous, unconvincing drama makes The Colour Purple look like Mississippi Burning.

On most levels the film, which has a surprising number of unconvincing details, takes the sugary option; it shies away from the harsher realities whenever possible.

Like the rank and file of bees, everyone has their place here and they work towards an end product that is sweet but best enjoyed by children.