Yeah whatever. The pedestrian, predictable plot isn't really important; the film seems to exist merely as an excuse to string together gross-out sequences. And while some of these are funny and clever, most have nothing to do with the plot or characters and never manage to reach any sort of punchline. The film lacks any real pacing, lurching to the next gag without a clue where to go once it gets there. Just when you're waiting for the big laugh, it skips to the next scene, leaving you wondering if there was something that should have been funny back there. This lame humour undermines any attempts by Graham and Klein to create characters we like, although they try valiantly. Sure, there are moments that make us laugh out loud, and the thing rarely pauses to catch breath. But it never grabs hold at all. And you can't blame Rogers; this film is no worse than most Farrelly-directed films (There's Something About Mary, with its consistently engaging tone and zingy humour, was a happy anomaly).

vulgarity, innuendo, language

11.May.01

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