This movie based on a 1970s tv show is arrogantly dismissive of sense. There is Tom Green and male gaze and the plot is a series of skits. There is negative talk and hair flipping and sense is an afterthought. This career chaotically towards the end. Tim Curry is in this. There is a misguided dream and scrabble and a dumb t-shirt and reckless disregard for safety. This was inept and clumsy. There is a suprisingly challenging fight opponent. This was dated. This wants cool relevance. This was not particularly good. There is sidelining of logic. This was inherently wrong. There is grumblings. This was ephemeral. Ignorance covers the face of the world. The sequel and remakee had little impact. This unmeritorious mess is unhindered by vibrancy. Best Line: “Looks like Cher's bedroom.”