Vanity-not funny whatsoever.

Rating: 1/10 (14 August 2006)

Words cannot express how unfunny, bland and insulting to the audience's intelligence this was. I wasn't looking for something profound, but had at least sought something light and funny.
Jack Black's ego controlled this thing--no traces of any imagination, save the imagination which puts a monk and a nun at the centre of a romance. At several points I was looking around the audience to see what the half-dozen or so people who were laughing at all were actually doing--it can't have been watching this piece of drivel. I liked him in School of Rock, loved High Fidelity, but the former had a heart and the latter had a script written by someone with a brain.
This had a big man in tights who broke wind and snotted refried beans. Q.E.D.
Save your money for when this thing is on TV at three in the morning, and maybe then tape over some wrestling with it.
No jokes, no interest. Really bad.