"It's not worth your time. Rent the first two instead."
A proven formula, taken to the well once too often.Here's the deal:
This movie was supposed to be the next in the franchise. Macauley Culkin was all growed up, so they had to go with a new kid. Enter Alex D. Linz, whose only other notable appearance was in One Fine Day. Throw in a John Hughes script that isn't all that different from the previous two films (the kid has chicken pox this time around) and add two villains, bringing the total to four.
Box office gold, right?
For whatever reason, the plot revolves around a stolen microchip that falls into kid's hands. Four bad guys have to take it back, kid gets all defensive, slapstick pratfalls and boxing gloves to the groin soon follow.
But none of it's funny.
Say what you will about the first two Home Alone movies, but dammit, they made you laugh. I barely cracked a smile here. I was almost bored to tears. It's not really the fault of first-time director Raja Gosnell (editor of most of Hughes and Chris Columbus' features), and it's not even really the fault of the cast (largely unknowns).
Me? I place the blame at Hughes' feet.
Look at the scripts he's written since 1990's Home Alone: Dutch, Career Opportunities, Curly Sue, Beethoven, Home Alone 2, Dennis The Menace, Baby's Day Out, Miracle On 34th Street, 101 Dalmatians, Flubber and Home Alone 3.
Of those, how many have a pair of bad guys who get their asses kicked? Of those, how many resort to slapstick violence to get laughs?
Most, if not all.
It's a shame that the guy who brought us Ferris Bueller keeps feeding off himself.Unfunny. Horribly so. It makes Mouse Hunt look good.