Outside of the earnest and grounding turn by Warwick Davis, the characters and accompanying performances are uniformly maladroit.
Howard’s faux-Tolkienian epic of burdensome adventuring gets a royal treatment from Fox with an excellent A/V transfer and a solid bundle of extras.
This Saturday-morning vision is neither sweet nor complicated enough to credibly evince the mysteries and challenges of growing up.
SCTV’s portrayal of a world obsessed with the culture of mass media is in full bloom here.
Everyone’s shit hits the fan on cue and the film never really recovers from the rote sitcom wind-down, Goldie Hawn’s lively spirit and nasty potty mouth makes it all easier to swallow.