Review Date: June 18, 2000
Director: Bobby & Peter Farrelly
Writer: Bobby & Peter Farrelly, Mike Cerrone
Producers: Bobby & Peter Farrelly, B. Thomas
Jim Carrey as Charlie/Hank
Renee Zellweger as Irene
Now I don't know whether or not my disinterest in this film has to do with me having reached my saturation level on gross-out jokes (although I highly doubt it...I'm a pretty messed up guy), the fact that the movie actually tried to focus more on the story than any previous Farrelly film, or the fact that the leading lady, Renee Zellweger, was just plain ol' boring. But whatever the reason, I can't honestly recommend that you see this movie in the theatres, unless you did actually find the trailer somewhat amusing, since most of the jokes run around that sort of gamut anyway. The corny name-calling didn't really work for me, the rehashed "crazy" dude that they pick up didn't really work for me, and Carrey's irritating Dirty Harry voice didn't really work for me. The one thing that did really work for me was the first third of the film (before Zellweger got in there), with its comforting feel, funny jokes, and three black sons. Unfortunately, the rest of the film lost that same feel inside an idiotic plot which I honestly didn't really care about, and Carrey's physical gags, which just left me with a strong sense of deja-vu. Mind you, I didn't hate the film by any means, in fact, I was thinking about recommending it even slightly for the black son scenes alone, but in the end, the film just sort of disappeared from my mind after a couple of minutes, and it certainly can't be put in the same category as any of the big hits from any of its prime participants. In the end, there was something about this movie that just didn't work.