Son of the Mask
"Actor" Jamie Kennedy looks so lost in this film you'd swear that you're actually watching the guy after a lobotomy trying to find his personality. It's like he rationalized smiling like an idiot as a substitute for acting. I wanted to stick a fork in him for trying so ridiculously hard to play a likable guy. The harder he tries to be appealing, the less appealing he becomes.
Apparently, some knucklehead got the idea from "Batman" that they could just replace Jim Carrey and everything would be okay. What the filmmakers conveniently forgot, however, is that the reason"The Mask" worked was because Carrey has a rather frightening capacity to mold his face to look like other actors. This was what he was known for on his early days on the comedy circuit. Ever seen his impression of Clint Eastwood? It's damn spooky.
Trying to replace Jim Carrey with Jaime Kennedy is like trying to replace Lassie with an animal cracker. Kennedy just looks happy to be there. He plays cartoonist Tim Avery. Tim's dog digs up the mask and Tim ends up wearing it and making love to his wife, Tonya (Traylor Howard). They then have a baby who has the Mask powers. Meanwhile, we discover that Loki (Alan Cumming) created the mask and his father, Odin (Bob Hoskins), is demanding that he find it.
Once all that is in place, the film turns into a supernatural "Mr. Mom." Tim gets stuck at home with his freaky child, eventually running into Loki and sort of battling it out. Because director Lawrence Guterman helmed the awful "Cats and Dogs," there's yet another subplot involving the family dog wearing the mask and trying to battle the baby for Tim's attention.
If there was ever a film with less of a reason to exist, I can't think of one.
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