The smartest thing going for this dumdum comedy is that it opens while the real-life jury in the O.J. Simpson murder trial appears to be self-combusting.

The less said about this, the better.

[Shore's] appeal must be limited to people whose self-esteem and social skills are so damaged that they find humor, or at least relief, in at last encountering a movie character less successful than themselves.

Movies are dumb. Pauly Shore is dumber. I'd rather watch O.J.