Jim Carrey uses this Walter Mitty plot as an excuse for an extended spaz-out as only he can. Actually, this was early Carrey; he’s mellowed a little since, if such a thing can be imagined. For the most part, the live-action cartoon action is a conscious ode to the work of Tex Avery and his kin, but every once in awhile the Mickey Mouse gloves come off and the language and violence exceed the maturity level the rest of the film seems to be aimed at. Otherwise if you’re in the mood for a no-brainer, you could do worse. Mildly amusing
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