Review Date: July 16, 2001
Director: Joe Roth
Writer: Billy Crystal, Peter Tolan
Producers: Billy Crystal, Susan Arnold, Donna Roth
And then Hank Azaria shows up...aaaaaah, the film's savior (mind you, some might be offended by his exaggeration of a stereotype, but that's another story altogether). But when an experienced "voice" actor upstages all of the main stars in a summer "blockbuster" romantic comedy with an over-the-top Antonio Banderas accent, damn dude...your film's in trouble!! Rent this movie on video just to see what went wrong yourself. The references to Ricky Ricardo and Senor Wences (huh!?), the idio-plot points like when one of the characters goes on the roof to stretch his arms out and relax, but everyone believes that he's going to kill himself (hardy-har-har) and the cheap way of getting the audience to leave the theater laughing by bringing back a ball-sniffing dog that has no place being in the location at the end of the movie, well...I could go on. But I won't because I do still respect all of the actors in this film and actually did laugh at Azaria, Green and Tucci's antics from time to time (ironic, eh...what about the leads, dammit!) and liked the premise behind the film (before I saw the finished product, of course). A dud all the way around.
BTW, all the talk about this film was that Julia Roberts was to be in a fat suit for one scene (her character is supposed to have lost 60 pounds), so when the scene finally came, I did get a little excited about what it might look like and then...well, it basically just looked like Julia Roberts in a fat suit! Ugh. I think I'm gonna start drinking again after this lame-ass movie. C'mon Hollywood, enough with the crud!