Watching what is, despite the usual cheerleaders for this sort of thing, surely one of the worst movies ever made - well directed in certain ways, good effects, but a script that is beyond bad and a film trying so hard to be funny and failing and flailing so monumentally that it beggars belief. I saw it at the opening show at the Dome and the audience and I sat there with our mouths agape at its awfulness. This film, "critic" Jonathan Rosenbaum calls an Essential Movie, which tells you all you need to know about THAT guy. It's called 1941. The fact that they released an even longer version, with twenty-six more monumentally unfunny stuff is chutzpah of the highest order. Sometimes it's just a fail.