Despite a comic Yiddishe mama turn by Meryl Streep and a sensitively nuanced performance by Uma Thurman in a convincing changeup from her recent kickass action roles, Prime remains an oddly juiceless older woman-younger man romance, with a Freudian twist.
Lisa SchwarzbaumEntertainment Weekly
Not one bit of the story tracks. But with these women in these roles, you're asking for truth?
Tasha RobinsonThe A.V. Club
Greenberg and Thurman are both engaging, but they can't quite compensate for their characters' shallowness. Streep, on the other hand, just can't stop compensating. Her oy-vey-can-you-believe-the-kid-and-his-shiksa performance is all studied mannerisms with no real heart.
Robert WilonskyDallas Observer
Younger, for whatever reason, simply can't abide their happiness, and so he destructs the relationship from time to time for no reason, using plot devices that wouldn't have been out of place in episodes of "Three's Company."
Ella TaylorL.A. Weekly
On and on drags this amour fou, with its one-liners, ripostes, elaborate misunderstandings and chastened reaction shots, all courtesy of writer-director Ben Younger, straining to let out his inner femme after the testosterone excesses of "Boiler Room."
Michael WilmingtonChicago Tribune
I found nothing likable or funny about either of these characters, who both deserve a pie in the face. (One of them even gets it.)