This film is advertised as a comedy, and that is the biggest joke of all. It is dull, flat, routine, uninspired and full of boring characters and equally uninteresting actors. Funny it it not, embarrassing it most certainly is. The humour falls flat on its face and the sentimental episodes are toe-curlingly cringe-making. It falls into the "what were they thinking of when they made this" category. Pity the poor projectionist (me) who had to run this waste of film. And it seems now that you cannot see a movie without Michael Douglas popping up somewhere. Is he really so short of money that he has to appear in dross like this? Or is he trying to prove something? Perhaps the latter - it goes with the cosmetic surgery. Talking of which, as I said in my notes on The Sentinel, the most interesting part of a Michael Douglas film is trying to spot the face-lift scars.
Review of You, Me and Dupree
