Review – The Chosen One

One can almost hear Rob Schneider’s internal dialogue: “I’ve gotta get away from playing morons in Happy Madison productions. Sandler did it in Punch Drunk Love, and people took him seriously for however brief a time. Surely I can do it too.” Perhaps. But Rob, you have to make a clean break. The movie you produce can’t be half serious contemplation of what it would be like for an average guy to be declared messianic by a South American tribe if the other half is the same old lowbrow shtick. I should admit I came in a few minutes late, so if something brilliant happened early on I didn’t see it. But that doesn’t affect the uneven mix in the rest of the picture. See if desperate