It’s a Pauly Shore movie. Does anything else really need to be said? This time around everyone’s favorite nitwit is a juror who wants to keep an open and shut trial going because the luxury sequestration digs he’s in are better than his ordinary, everyday life. Some of the jokes are Simpson trial specific and seem somewhat dated these many years later. However, even the non-time-specific humor is more than a little on the dumb side, so I guess it doesn’t really matter. Overall if you’ve got a craving – or even a tolerance – for Shore, you’ll probably like this one as well as you like any of his other work. Otherwise seek elsewhere. See if desperate
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