“Bad Moms” resonates

I spent my Friday cleaning my house. Washing dishes, folding laundry, picking up toys in bedrooms. I scrubbed the floor around the toilet that my three sons always seem to miss a little bit, scoured the bathtub that never quite looks clean, and hauled up a dozen baskets of laundry that I have yet to fold.

After that, I drove 35 minutes to apply for a job that, if I get it, will be 10-hour overnight shifts in a busy warehouse four days a week.

And — instead of going out to work like I should have — I said screw it and I went to see a movie: “Bad Moms” starring Mila Kunis, Kristen Bell, and Kathryn Hahn.

When I got home, it was to a house that looked like I’d done absolutely no work at all, a soon-to-be ex-spouse who was in his boxers, two kids who weren’t in bed, and a toddler who fell asleep in the (empty) bathtub.

So I went upstairs to my half-bath and angry-cried.

I am that bad mom.

And that is why “Bad Moms” resonates. It is funny, a little bit raunchy — nothing nearly as bad or disturbing as the infamous diarrhea scene in “Bridesmaids” — and definitely worth seeing on your next a girls’ night. If you don’t have a girls’ night, plan one. Be a bad mom. And go see this movie.

Mila Kunis plays Amy Mitchell, the uber mom who takes her kids to school, packs them organic lunches, and balances extra-curricular activities and homework projects with a job and a slacker husband, Mike (played by David Walton) all while the militaristic PTA president, Gwendolyn (played by Christina Applegate) is breathing down her neck.

When Amy decides she’s had enough of her marriage and Gwendolyn she hooks up with single mom Carla (Hahn) and beleaguered housewife Kiki (Bell) and they decide to do stop doing so much for their kids and start doing more for themselves. This doesn’t sit well with Gwendolyn and her PTA mom-minions Stacy and Vicky (Jada Pinkett Smith and Annie Mumolo), and the two women begin a feud.

All of the actresses seem to relish their roles and truly enjoyed playing “bad” moms. There is a scene that takes place late at night in a grocery store that is uproariously funny. And when Kiki finally asserts herself, the women in the theater applauded.

While the plot is predictable right down to the romantic interest, widower Jessie (handsomely played by Jay Hernandez), the laughs are genuine and the film’s central message — loving your children while doing your best, perfection be damned— strikes a chord. It’s less about being a “bad mom” and more about being a realistic mom, and about going to the mat for your child when you absolutely need to (I don’t want to spoil it but you’ll see what I mean when you see the movie).