I don't get a lot of free time. I had a choice between this, Pirates of the Caribbean 2, The Devil Wear Prada, and I chose to spend a Saturday afternoon on this sorry, miserable feature. Woe is me. The best part of the whole thing was the trailer for Talladega Nights, 2 Minutes of which was funnier than all 9 hours of Click.
This piece of Happy Gilmore Productions shit was even more miserable and even more embarrasingly stupid than Sandler's re-make of The Longest Yard which had all the wit of a dinner-table fart.
Guy (Adam Sandler) gets a "universal remote-control" that enables him to control his life. Speed through the the boring parts, mute annoying people, and so on and so forth. It's a concept with exactly zero interesting possiblities beyond marginally interesting digital special-effects. You get the idea that this was written for little kids, but dirtied up by the "S-word" to get PG-13 and draw in the 10 year-olds; I have a prejudice against PG-13 movies for exactly this reason.
Is there anything good about his movie?
1. Special effects. Nothing new, really.
2. Fat-chick and fart jokes. Oh yeah, and there's this dog that humps a stuffed duck. Ha.
3. Christopher Walken. No, not really. He is seriously creepy in this one. I mean pedophile-creepy.
4. David Hasselhoff. No, also very creepy.
5. The Make-up. Ok, yes, this movie had some of the best aging make-up I have ever sen in a hollywood film. Still not a good enough reason to waste your time on it.
This is one of those few movies with absolutely no merit whatsoever. I mean NONE.
Monday, July 10, 2006
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