"If there's one thing I won't stand for, it's loose vowels!"

Seven children, seventeen nannies. Poor dad Cedric Brown (Colin Firth) has all but given up. Suddently, enter Nanny McPhee (Emma Thompson) using her magical powers (both emotionally and literally) to kick them into shape. Remind you of something? I'd be concerned if it didn't. But thankfully, as Nanny McPhee progresses, it twists and turns in such a pleasent fashion that by the end, you'll be wondering 'Mary who?'

Adapted for the screen by Thompson herself, this is a fun and inventive kids film that is guranteed to make you smile. Firth does his usualy stuttering British man schitk, but given he has little to do, makes the most of it. Imedla Staunton, Angela Lansbury and Celia Imrie ham it up shamelessly and are loads of fun. But most of the attention should be directed towards Thompson, an ugly but constantly entertaining lead.

The art direction, visual effects and Patrick Doyle's fabulous score all soar in a confident over-the-top direction, as is the tone of the film. The score, by-the-books though it may be, is magical and bodes well for Doyle's work on the new Harry Potter movie.

Rather than basing its entirety on the naughty kids storyline, McPhee jumps from plot point to plot point, stuffing a whole lotta characters and twists into it's 97 minute running time. Thanks to this, Thompson's endearing lovliness and a cute array of kids (lead by Thomas Sangster, the kid from Love Actually), Nanny McPhee emerges tiumphant as one of the better kids movies in recent memory, mostly because the adults will love it too. And anyone who isn't enchanted by the magical ending has to have a stone for a heart.