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Scott Hardie: “It sucked.”
Finally, just what we need: A comedy almost completely devoid of any sense of humor, starring actors who have all played the same roles much better in other movies that seemed worthy of them, with an incessant musical score that underlines every faint echo of an emotional cue. This is one of the laziest films I've seen in a long time, with a cast that obviously doesn't care. For an actor trying to break into movies, Ray Romano comes across as a no-talent who isn't even fit for television, while Christine Baranski plays her nine thousandth shrill bitch; she ought to receive some kind of career achievement award by this point. Does this film even remotely resemble the best movie that could have been made from this premise? How do you start with a retiring president running for small-town mayor against the well-liked local handyman, and wind up making a movie about a flat, unconvincing love triangle in neither of the principals treat each other with courtesy and the actors simply go through the motions? You do it by making a film on auto-pilot, that's how. This film is already far beyond redemption by the time a Smash Mouth song puts the final nail in the coffin.