We must remake the entire film. The only problem with remakes occurs when the remake is terrible. The plot serves as a stage for Chris Rock's comedy, and Chris Rock is funny. He's damn funny. Just as Lance is entering an intersection on his bicycle, his attention to the road wanes in favor of watching a gorgeous woman cross the street, and everyone knows what happens when you don't look both ways.
Lance is dead.
But, he shouldn't be. It seems Lance was originally fated to have his skeleton untangled from the grill of the public transit unit, life intact. One wonders if this angel, played by the always-clever Eugene Levy, ought to take a Career Interest Inventory Test, as he is most obviously in the wrong line of work. There are, however, definite perks to being Wellington. He's got more money at his disposal than some small countries and plenty of frivolous, but amusing, toys and frou-frou garbage for rich adults.