Try as one might to rise above the juvenility of it all, it's ultimately hard to be mad at something that manages to cram Mark Cuban, a fearlessly full-frontal Devine...and musician Shaggy forced at gunpoint to sing It Wasn't Me into the same production.

With its inexplicable combination of phallic revulsion, fascination, and revulsion at its own fascination, this wretched film hates itself more than we ever could.

This almost laugh-free comedy ... is distinguished by a relentless level of outrageous yet strangely listless vulgarity.

Action comedy film about three underachieving friends who just about get the attention of a potential investor when the hotel they work in is taken over by terrorists.