Thankfully, on the whole, the irksome traces of David Zucker’s political worldview get outpaced by some of the most winning slapstick inanity in American cinema.
The film is scary all right, usually for all the wrong reasons.
Once the film’s fanatics find out that this edition is mostly a gussied-up replay of the previous one, the shit’ll really hit the fan.
The films of Frank Tashlin, Jerry Lewis, and Hope and Crosby all worked the same territory, ZAZ just took it as far as it would go without snapping.
Okay, so the scene where Pamela Anderson talks to Jennie McCarthy’s severed head is kind of funny, but that’s about it.