Starring: Anna Faris, Charlie Sheen, Anthony Anderson,
Queen Latifah, Simon Rex and Leslie Nielson
Directed by: David Zucker
Rated: PG 13
Movie 3 starts out so funny you'll be wishing you'd brought
a respitory assistance apparatus
but then it continues.
It's the age-old story where the trailer holds the films best
scenes. It's a surprise really since the same folks that brought
us Naked Gun and Airplane! were involved in this
meandering crapitini strudel with a glaze of talent dressing up
all the poo...
Story goes... Again dimmly-lit Cindy (Anna Faris) is dragged into
a web of one-liners and horror movie spoofs as she tries to figure
out why a mysterious vhs tape is causing folks to die - seven
days after viewing. Maybe it's deadly infectious dust mites from
the antiquated vcr since the world is now dvd?
down on the farm Tom (Charlie Sheen) and George (Simon Rex) are
spoofing Signs. They are being
invaded by aliens disguised as Michael Jackson. What could they
stories blend together quite well and they did a great job of
making everything kind-of match up. The problem then? Over kill
- no pun intended. Oh sure we expect the bombardment of jokes
but dear god, they beat the jokes so bad your mind starts to ache
for a power outage. It's all about the timing in comedy - in film
the editing. Knowing when to end a joke is what makes funny funny
and stupid simply intolerable.
cameos are in the multitude; Queen Latifah is hilarious as the
tough momma gurl of Morpheous spoofer
Eddie Griffin. She aint takin' no sh*t even from a scary-ass dead
chick on a haunted tape; Pamela Anderson proves she's got a sense
of humor as she sppofs her whole sex tape fiasco; Darrell Hammond
makes your skin crawl as a priest babysitter ('nough said?) and
Anthony Anderson as a gay rap MC ala 8 Mile
is funny - at first - then just grating. Leslie Nielsen shows
up with his coveted glazed over delivery as the dimwitted president
of the United States. But by then you're so beaten with every
blatant obvious joke that the filmmakers can "get-a-load-of-this-one"
you with you're already checking for the exit signs and locating
the parking ticket silenting chanting a make-it-end mantra.
Speaking: This will make a nice family rental when you can fast
forward through the truly stoopid parts.
Recommendation: an eight-gallon of Rocky Road ice cream.