Release Date:
Friday, July 20, 2001
Christopher Walken gives an inspired performance as the hippie film director who edits his movies in the Unabomber’s old shack. His tap dancing and general creepiness make him a walking freak show worth a 25-cent peep, but not $10. And, unfortunately, he’s only in the movie for 10 minutes. The rest of the time is filled with a lot of groan-inducing romantic pap, a scene in which a dog greedily licks Billy Crystal’s crotch, and Julia Roberts…in a fat suit. If you have the sense God gave a prairie dog, you’ll scurry away from the theater and burrow into a hole before your female mate can find you and drag you to this one.