One wonders what well-known names like Kevin Pollakand Jennifer Rubin and doing toplining something like this – they must have really been hard up for work. On these terms it insipidly and cheaply made. However it is Pollak’s performance that pushes the film beyond the merely insipidly dull to give it a fascinating awfulness. Pollaklets out all stops and plays with an amazingly silly campiness. He goes through a new costume change every time we see him – playing in drag, as a stoner, in military khakis and, in one spectacularly awful moment, emerging from inside a salad bar. It’s an astonishingly bad performance.