Sad but good for thirty seconds was Anne Bancroft on her death bed getting her son Nicholas Cage to promise never to marry. This scene is followed by two minutes of running the credits over a cutesy cartoon sequence like something retro from the late fifties or early sixties. SURE he's never going to marry, especially when his girl friend is Sarah Jessica Parker, pretty girl with very rounded tush and gams of steel.
This is a low-brow flick, stupid enough to be campy, or at least that was the idea. Elvis impersonators are always good for a laugh, right? And James Caan as a sleazy Vegas gambler, that's good, huh? And a guy losing his wife in a card game? You gotta love it!
Not. As in NOT funny, NOT clever, NOT interesting and NOT worth watching. I gave up after about fifteen minutes, and I tried, I really did.
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