I'd hate to begin with the cliché 'this is the worst movie ever made,' but this movie (if you can call it that) is certainly in the running. Who knows? Maybe David Spade still believes he has talent and is writing another one that sinks even lower than this debacle, or any of his other box office blunders. He seems dead set on reaching the bottom of the moviedom barrel, and by God, if he can somehow summon all his writing talent, I believe he'll get there.
The film's cast is made up of C, D, and no list celebrities, and Charlie Sheen should have stuck with what he does best . . . whatever that is. Honestly, I haven't seen the ending, and there is no such thing as a 'spoiler alert' with this little gem. There is nothing to spoil. If you do happen to get to the ending before you throw yourself out a window, let me know if we ever get to see the busty blond in a bikini. A little gratuitous skin would certainly lift the artistic integrity of this masterpiece to a whole new level of 1 star entertainment.
