Review Date: April 08, 2004
Director: Howard Deutch
Writer: George Gallo
Producers: Allan Kaufman, Arnold Rifkin, Elie Samaha, David Willis
As for originality, here are a few of my "faves" from this film: Perry asks for a "Check!" in a restaurant after something bad happens (never heard that one before...brilliant!) and "accidentally" leaves his dentist's "laughing gas" on too long with a patient in another scene. Wow. In yet another attempt at the obvious, the two lead men wake up in the same bed the morning after some heavy drinking and one of them kisses the other one on the head-thinking it to be his girlfriend, of course. Wow-wee. And throughout the entire film, we get the mind-bogglingly unfunny Kevin Pollak over-acting his phony plastic chin off as an indecipherable mob boss who mispronounces Jimmy's name as "Yimmy" because it's apparently one of the funnier bits ever put to film (and oh, I get it...a mob boss who's difficult to understand...kinda like Brando in GODFATHER, right...yeah, wow...original) Bugh. I can go on for days about how little I found to be humorous in this film, or how some scenes felt oddly serious and out of place (chicken gets crushed by car, woman gets brutal slap in the face...real sensitive, fellas), but there are plenty of other problems to go around including the lack of an engaging storyline (felt like it was written as they went along), excruciatingly unlikable characters (everyone in the film seems to hate each other and as an audience member...you can see why!), editing problems, moronic bad guys, an unbelievable and half-assed conclusion and a whole bunch of Willis' in the end credits? (es tu, Bruno?)
As for Matthew Perry...coke, no coke...I don't care what you do in your personal life, dude, but ever since you've gotten that weird-ass tan, lost your chin and cut your hair, you're no longer funny. The relaxed, cool, sarcastic cat that made us all laugh during the first two seasons of "Friends" is gone and replaced by an android who seems to think that suntan lotion and bouncing into pots and pans is the basis of all things humorous. In this film, Matthew Perry sucks, Bruce Willis sucks, Kevin Pollack sucks, the director Howard Deutch sucks and yeah, even Natasha Henstridge, looking great, sucks...while sitting around doing nothing. The only somewhat unscathed party is the lovely Amanda Peet, who despite playing the same person she does in every film, looks hot as shit and even prances around in her bra and panties at some point (although unlike her appearance in the original flick, does not grace us with her dashing Peets). I spit on Hollywood for making this bogus, useless, unfunny, uncharming, unnecessary piece of shit and ask anyone who's reading this to avoid this movie at all costs in a very genuine attempt to send a small message back to the clowns in expensive suits who apparently believe that this is the sort of "entertainment" that we would ever want or appreciate. I'm proud to say that, to this day, I have not seen BATMAN & ROBIN because I didn't want to back that sort of garbage anymore, and here's yet another great movie to skip in order to deliver those all-powerful words to the industry: We're mad as hell and we're not gonna take it anymore! This film deserves a "G" for "Go Fuck Yourself! And oh yeah...move over GIGLI...there's a new Sheriff in town...