A True Chore to Sit Through
14 January 2020
There are few great films, some good ones, a lot of mediocre ones, and then bad movies. Some of the bad ones have redeeming qualities; they're dumb, but fun, (Armageddon), or have a really cool premise that just missed the mark, (Southland Tales), or are just so silly and ridiculous they become cult classics, (Kung Pow). 'Master of Disguise' is none of those, and is not even bad - it's god awful. A film so bad it deserves it's own classification. On the level of films like 'Cats' or 'Showgirls', it's a film so bad it's a wonder how it was even green-lit in the first place. At a glacial 80 minutes, (including the beginning and end credits), it feels like 8 hours.

Starting with a weak premise, (a 'Master of Disguise', whatever that is), that's merely an excuse to get Dana Carvey to do impressions - the audience gets to experience Carvey's nonsensical training which includes; dressing up in brown-face and doing racist accents, objectifying women, (they literally ask a woman her measurements and them mock her for having a small backside), acting like a creep to kids, and an avalanche of other despicable, unfunny moments. The supporting cast, including Spiner, Brolin and Esposito all give it their best - but when a recurring fart joke is the funniest thing in your movie - you've got major problems.

Although I've never liked his comedy or skits, Carvey seems like a nice person, and is hilarious in interviews, (his series of interviews on the 'Conan Needs a Friend' podcast are a riot). Maybe Carvey should just stay in the writers room; when he's on screen, it's an absolute disaster.
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