Review of I, the Jury

Well, I would have been depressed had I been stupid enough to buy a movie ticket to see this garbage. Instead, I was probably at home watching Magnum, P.I., Thursday nights at 9 on SCTV, for free. At least Magnum had production values, professional editing, believable characters, and self-deprecating wit. I, The Jury, on the other hand, has none of this. It's just a cartoon full of self-important doofuses, including a midget with a mullet running around NYC pretending to be a hard-@zz private detective. And he drives a decade-old p00p-brown Camaro Z28, not a red Ferrari. I'm not even sure it's good enough to be a TV Movie of the Week.