Mike Myers is a talented guy. Seeing him
make a fool of himself in dreck like this is
quite the puzzling experience. As the title
character, buried under mounds of fur
and makeup, he is the single most
annoying entity put to screen since Drop
Dead Fred. It seems he cant figure out if
hes the Cowardly Lion from The
Wizard of Oz, or his character from the
SNL skit Coffee Talk.
Director Bo Welch fills his film with fart
jokes, erection humor and various
references to castration, just the sort of
thing youd be looking for in an adaptation
of a beloved childrens story. Myers is
straining here, and one imagines him
running off the set when the director
yelled cut and kicking a water cooler. I
love the book; loved it when I was a kid;
and love reading it to kids today. But I hate
this movie and vow to never watch it
again.