For Richer or Poorer
Reviewed by Chris Bjuland
Rating: 9.5 Beans
im Allen and Kirstie Alley star (ha!) as Mr. and Mrs. Sexton (the first of several sexual jokes), a money hungry couple who have lost the charge card to each others hearts. And thanks to their corrupt and imbezelling accounting (the mailman from Seinfeld), they are on the run from the law.
Despite numerous plot inconsistancies and no knowledge of the tax code at all, this movie offers nothing except predictable jokes, Ms. Alley thinking she's back on the cover of "Veronica's Closet" magazine, and Tim Allen making Bean faces.
I must admit, I chuckled three times during the movie, causing Ken to stir in his seat and glare at me. Scoot laughed maybe twice, and Ken, never. The audience though, that was another story. They were laughing and carrying on. It was almost like being in "Gone Fishin'" once again. It is at times like that I seriously start to wonder about the future of humankind.
The Amish get ample screen time, as does a horse named "Big John" (you know what jokes are coming out of that one). The only black man is put into the sidekick position and he plays backseat to a man who is the posterchild for the dermatologist clinic. ("See what happens if you don't use your acne medicine, kids?").
Damn, this movie is bad. I was squirming in my seat, kicking the empty seat in front of me. Scoot was checking his watch every ten minutes. And Ken was lapping it all up.
I should have known this movie was gonna suck Bean when the opening credits went on and on. And on. And on. And on. And on.
Just when you thought Hollywood was on the upswing, here comes Tim Allen to pull it back into the quagmire.
Things to do during the movie: make a mental grocery list, squirm in your seat, check the power level in your watch batteries, or get up and leave.
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Ken M. Wilson