Embarrassingly dreadful I've been a HUGE fan of the Mrs Brown's TV series, usually laughing myself silly at each episode. Brendan O'Carroll tapped a vein of comedy that worked for several reasons. He successfully added an extra level of filth to jokes that would be regarded by many as in poor taste to start with. His TV studio/live audience set created an unusual, live theatre intimacy to the show (and established on-set corpsing and ad-libs as genuinely funny side-gags). Above all, he created a set of characters, each of whom enhanced the situation in each script.
Sadly, in D'Movie, O'Carroll has managed to undo every one of the positives to turn creation of unfunny films into an art form. Some of the touches I've mentioned appear occasionally, but without the live audience, without the context, the one or two moments of actors corpsing (in the course of 94 minutes!) simply look ridiculous.
"Ridiculous" is really the operative description throughout. In an attempt to give his supporting cast something interesting to do, O'Carroll has abandoned their customary, mainly verbal interactions with Mrs Brown and replaced them with ridiculous, over-the-top things to do. Grandad, for example, who normally remains semi-comatose throughout any script, is suddenly elevated to an action figure. Might have been made funny, but it isn't.
The plot, if one can call it that, is threadbare to the point of near-invisibility, and requires people such as judges and lawyers to behave in ways no judge or lawyer ever would. Has O'Carroll forgotten that the critical basis for comedy is reality?! Things like a ninja training school for blind people would appear as a brief background funny in brilliant movie comedies like Airplane and the Naked Gun offerings. In D'Movie the idea of having blind people stumble into things, walk into traffic and constantly fall over becomes a main plank of the whole story. Heaven help us! The Keystone Cops these are not: too slow, too predictable; essentially just bloody dull.
The massive sentiment about good old Dublin will be totally lost on all viewers outside of the city (and those younger than a certain age). From his biographical material, O'Carroll originally based the Mrs Brown character on his own mother and her market stall, so the notion of expanding the TV setting to the market for the movie was commendable. But the repeated, and occasionally very lengthy, maudlin stuff about keeping the market running for the sake of Dublin is a major obstacle to the comedy and contributes to the sense of ruin of the whole enterprise.
The fault for this shambles of a TV series-to-movie adaptation does not lie entirely with Brendan O'Carroll. The direction is pitiful. Ben Kellett is not a name to conjure with in cinema. He directed a couple of (virtually unknown) TV comedy series and the first Mrs Brown's TV series. He obviously enjoys the opportunity to use the exterior crane shots and a few other tricks you don't typically find in a TV studio, but his main sin is failure to understand that it takes a master to EDIT comedy timing. He's used to shooting TV actors talking and reacting in a single shot, where the timing comes from (good) actors' instincts. For the movie he's often shot comment and reaction separately, then cut them together, and time after time it just doesn't work. His handling of the long, dull and stupid chase scene at the film's climax reveals this director's inexperience all too clearly.
Score 2/10 because this is not the worst movie I ever saw, but it comes remarkably close. It's made a mass of money in its first couple of weeks of release. I guarantee this high initial impact will drop like a stone as Mrs Brown fans come away as disappointed and bemused as me. In the course of the whole film I laughed just five times — only once at the level I've usually laughed at the TV show. Across the whole audience the film raised audible laughter no more than about ten times (I started counting after the first 10 feeble minutes). That's a dreadful 90 minutes' worth.