The title of this crass, predictable (even by Hollywood standards) comedy of course represents the goal of every commercial feature, but it's hard to find praise for a film that panders so shamelessly to the worst instincts of undiscriminating moviegoers. Responsibility for this mess belongs to TV personality Daman Wayans, who wrote the follow-the-dots screenplay and stars as a happy-go-lucky con artist caught up in the high-tech dirty dealings of a big financial corporation. The major problem: Wayans portrays himself as a quasi-Eddie Murphy smart-alec who can never, ever be the butt of a joke. His character is smug, superior, and selfish in a way meant to be attractive, charming, and funny, and except for girlfriend Stacey Dash everyone else is stupid, eccentric, psychopathic, or suffering from some physical disability (also meant go be amusing). Equal discredit goes to hack director Peter MacDonald, the auteur responsible for 'Rambo III' and 'Tango & Cash'.
