Try to keep the groaning down. I can hear it from here.
Unlike guilty pleasures 1 (Final Destination 5) or even 2 (The Three Stooges), I'm certain I'm going to take a certain amount of ridicule for this third entry in the series. You can't change my mind. Have at it.
I'll say straight off the bat that The Master of Disguise isn't a good film (which has never been a requirement for a guilty pleasure), but it is an entertaining one.
In the ugly realm of kids films parents are forced to endure, when both of mine were younger we used to watch TMOD over and over and over. It wore out it's welcome fast, especially since my kids would repeat lines from the film. Over and over and over.
But watching it recently after not seeing it for a very long time, I found myself laughing out loud at Dana Carvey (for the right reasons). He plays a character named Pistachio - stay with me - and he just commits to it. I've always respected people who put themselves out there - consequences be damned.
Except Adam Sandler. Enough already.
See if you can keep a straight face during his (bad) Al Pacino in Scarface impression and the "...stuck in my esophagus" or "...little weiner and some tiny nuts" lines:
Alright, so maybe that clip went on a little too long and I should've warned you about the dancing over the credits at the end of it.
To make it up to you, please to enjoy this clip of Dana Carvey as Robert Shaw - Quint - from Jaws:
Yeah, yeah, I know. What can I say?
I have enough mindless drama in real life. Sometimes I just want some mindless comedy.
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