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I like lowbrow movies. Quality lowbrow movies, that is. Dumb & Dumber, Zoolander, There's Something About Mary, Hot Shots, Naked Gun etc all find a place in my DVD collection. But this film, which seems aimed at fans of that genre, is just complete rubbish. It fails on almost every level. As a comedy, it simply isn't funny. At all. The two "heroes" are not particularly likable. Just a couple of dumb dole bludgers. The main problem they face: their favourite soapie gets cancelled. Yep, that's the entire premise of the film. Now, lowbrow films can get by with a thin plot if it's just an excuse for loads of funny set pieces and sight gags. This film has virtually none of either. I find it hard to believe the high praise lavished on You And Your Stupid Mate in a previous review wasn't written by someone directly involved in the production, as this film has copped a bagging from every critic I've seen. And rightly so. It is the worst Australian film I think I've seen, eclipsing even Dear Claudia. Perhaps the only (unintentionally) funny thing in it is the "performance" of Rachel Hunter as some sort of mystical caravan park earth mother. Her accent swings from Kiwi to almost Australian and then touches of California. Avoid this like the plague.
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