Review Date: August 19, 2003
Director: David Zucker
Writer: David Dorfman
Producers: Gil Netter, John Jacobs
If the laughs were there, I wouldn't have minded the idiocies so much (the daughter is in the house half the time and she apparently doesn't notice anything that's going on?), but they're not and I ultimately just didn't laugh much or believe in anyone or anything. What's even stupider is that they actually try to stick a serious "romantic" angle in there to boot. C'mon guys...one minute you have an owl sniffing cocaine out of a toilet and Andy Richter baring his big, fat ass, and the next you want us to believe that this guy and girl are somehow "falling" for one another? Gimme a break! And am I the only one who thinks that Tara Reid is hot as hell, but can't act for her life? This girl has "one look" (a la ZOOLANDER) and she sticks to it no matter what film she's in. Her philosophy of acting seems to be to darken her tan. But I digress. The movie also feels like it's been in the can for years with tired O.J. jokes, handicap stuff a la Farrelly brothers and pratfalls galore. Hardee-har-har. Thankfully, Carmen Electra makes an appearance in various hot outfits and even offers a gratuitous slow-motion wet t-shirt shot (thank you!) Terence Stamp is also great as the asshole boss/dad, but overall, despite the quick 85-minute runtime, a couple of chuckles and fun actors, I sat stone-faced through most of this film, actually felt like walking out on a couple of occasions and kept wondering how anyone could think this movie would work for any type of audience (which might actually explain the late August release). Then again, like I always say...humor is subjective and if you're drunk with your honey one night, beer in one hand and an "I don't give a shit" attitude in the other, maybe some of these gags will do it for you. PS: In this day and age, when a studio doesn't even bother to slap a couple of grand into creating a website for their movie...you know there ain't much faith behind it.