10 is a dated film -- the swinging 1970s references, the brazen, objectifying gaze directed at its female characters. Even taking into context its original date of release, it's still pretty off-putting. Instead of embarking on a more complex examination of what men face as they age (and yes, that can be done even in a comedy), it skims the surface and prefers to stay there, or just under it. (Compare this to the original Heartbreak Kid, which charts a similarly humorous, but touching course for its lead, and there's no contest.) And when women take charge of their own sexuality, double standards come into play.
Despite this, the film does have its very funny, signature Blake Edward moments, such as when George and Jenny go to bed. Moore's ambivalent, emotionally scattered composer is fantastic. His George has surprising vulnerability, a skill also seen in his winning role in Arthur.) Andrews, too, displays her vast talent, though sadly, she isn't given more to do.