Eric Idle stars as a director who is so unhappy with his film that he want his credit removed. Except the only pseudonym allowed by the Director’s Guild is Alan Smithee, but, oh no, that is actually his name. Hilarious, right?
I can’t imagine watching a film this bad and not enjoying it. Visually stagnant doesn’t even begin to cover it. It’s quite similar to The Return of Bruno (the Bruce Willis faux-doc about the comeback of a music icon) in a lot of ways. Mockumentary style with a lot of star power but nothing funny to say. Clearly the guys behind the scenes had access to a lot of big faces for a little time each, but for what? Do I need to see Harvey Weinstein attempt to play a hard-bitten Hollywood detective? Does anyone?
I like in-jokes. I really do. I prefer them to regular jokes. They’re specialised and private. I like that. This movie tries to capitalise on in-jokes and references and other stuff like that. It fails. Badly. This movie is a shitty vanity piece with absolutely no redeeming qualities whatsoever. I wouldn’t recommend this to anyone. Ever. Seriously.
The funniest thing about this “comedy” was that it was distributed by Hollywood Pictures, with the tagline ‘The movie Hollywood didn’t want you to see”. I fucking wonder why.