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dir Frank Longo scr Stuart Gibbs with Ali Landry, James Roday, Desmond Askew, Eugene Levy, Todd Robert Anderson, Ryan Alosio, Kurt Fuller, Daniel Dehring, Joel Michaely release delayed/unknown! Helkon 01/US 1h35
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You'd think advancements in cloning science would at least give these kinds of zany comedies a bit more substance. Yeah right. This boy's fantasy stars Ali Landry as Kate, a gorgeous medical journalist covering a story on a cloning lab at UCLA, where Max (Roday) struggles under the shadow of the incompetent Dr Jonas (Levy). But Max does all the work, really, with his goofy best pal/work partner Henry (Askew) and wussy assistant/nemesis Felix (Anderson). Then Max accidentally (this can only happen in a movie) clones Kate and the hilarity begins as he and Henry programme Repli-Kate to be more of a man's woman ... liking beer, sports and sex more than make-up and shopping.
Oh how humorous. This amateurish film feels like it was written by 9-year-old boys who didn't even bother to think about how cloning actually works and just rewrote Weird Science for the Dolly the Sheep age. There's not a shred of coherence in the story, the acting is embarrassing (Levy just about keeps his head above water with his Groucho-from-hell performance), and the lame moral is laid on with such a heavy hand that it hurts. Not to mention the sweeping misogyny. It also tries to balance between family comedy and gross-out farce, never quite deciding which side of the fence to come down on. There's too much rude stuff to avoid an R rating, but it never goes far enough to really satisfy that audience. Yes, there is the odd funny moment (best gag: a passing reference to a genetics lab in Rome called "Gen-Italia"), but it's more like an inept attempt to create a cartoonish '60s-style comedy with its undulating cloning machine causing so much wacky mayhem while girls cavort in revealing lingerie for no real reason. Honestly, it wouldn't take much to actually include a tiny hint of logic, not to mention creativity or originality, to make this otherwise lively film more watchable. But these 9-year-olds didn't bother. Their parents must be so proud.
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