The new comedy “Date Night,” pairing one of the funniest women in America (Tina Fey) with one of the funniest men in America (Steve Carell), is one of those movies where you really have seen all the good gags in the previews: “Honey, get up: Now!” “Kill shot!” “I don’t want the kids to stay with your mother — she’s awful!” The premise is solid: a “boring” New Jersey couple go out for an extra special date night and — due to a case of mistaken identity — get entangled in New York’s criminal underground. How could anything possibly go wrong with Fey and Carell? Editing. Big editing problems. Pacing. Big pacing problems. Writing. Big writing problems. This movie needed to be faster-paced and snappy. Writing: could have been much sharper. Music: the music is not fun and sounds like it goes with a serious Lifetime Movie Network biopic. It’s hard to believe this flick’s multiple problems are the fault of director Shawn Levy (“Night at the Museum 2”). Every so often, the movie gels, like the scene when — in the midst of mortal danger — wife and hubby pull off to the side of the road (in their stolen getaway car) to have a marital dispute about the little things that aren’t so little. I love this because it says that, yes, how this relationship and every marital relationship fares is the most important thing in the world. The movie lands on a sweet and specific note. But PG-13? It’s rated PG-13 for “sexual and crude content throughout.” One of the last scenes is a prolonged and, again, unfunny trip to a strip joint and brothel. True, this kind of stuff is all over TV but movies are bigger, “paid for,” public. This ploy just felt desperate. I wish I had a clicker (or plenary indulgence) for every tired use of the “p” and “v” word. Hey, this couple from New Jersey really is boring. Sex is not “dirty,” and it can be funny, but to expect audiences to giggle childishly at the repeated mention of “unmentionable” body parts, is, well, childish. What should have been a rollicking good time never quite frolics. Even the bloopers at the end don’t bloop. “Date Night” is one for your “skip list,” unless you enjoy mediocrity. Burns, who ministers in Chicago, has a philosophy/theology degree from St. John’s University, N.Y., and studied screenwriting at the University of California.