The Shaggy Dog
Directed by Brian Robbins
Buena Vista Pictures
BY KYLE L.K. MCAULEY
CONTRIBUTING WRITER
I believe that great comedy comes in threes, but in Tim Allen’s
case I make an exception. I mean, “Home Improvement” was schlock, “The
Santa Clause” never needed a sequel (let alone two), and his baritone
turn as Buzz Lightyear, an action figure with delusions of grandeur,
provided an uncanny representation of his career trajectory. But come
on… a dog?
“The Shaggy Dog” is a neo-Disney butchery of a vintage-Disney
classic. For the sake of formality, here’s the basic plot: Dave
Douglas’ (Allen) new dog bites him, and through the miracles of
pseudo-science Douglas periodically turns into a sheepdog. Oh yeah, and
this whole spontaneous metamorphosis thing has put the kibosh on his
familial relationships, but it’s all too shallow to be interesting.
Allen’s miraculous transformations into a sheepdog seem to
have no real cause. They just happen whenever the filmmakers feel the
need to elicit a cheap laugh or drive the flaccid plot forward. Indeed,
“The Shaggy Dog” is one of the most contrived films to besmirch the
good name of American cinema.
Yet family comedies can be all-around great fun. “Toy Story”
(featuring Allen in a decently compelling performance) is in my top-ten
list, and “Finding Nemo” never disappoints. Both of those movies
succeed based on their ability to bring out the gleeful child within
the bitterest cynic. “The Shaggy Dog” doesn’t come remotely close to
replicating the same coup de cinema.
And yes, it is really all Allen’s fault. The presence of his
human or canine self seems to cause any scene to implode. However, his
wife (Kristin Davis, “Sex & the City”) and children (Zena Grey and
Spencer Breslin) turn in decent performances when their doggy
hubby/daddy leaves to pursue one of his delusional, tangential quests.
It wouldn’t be so bad if we didn’t have to hear the dronorous
Allen soliloquizing his inner thoughts whenever he gets sheep-dogified.
When he finally gets captured by the bad guys (whose presence has
something to do with a nebulous animal rights/genetic engineering
subplot) you hope, just for a second, that they might put him down.
Bottom Line: Harvard students–avoid this film like your first Expos paper. Harvard professors–take your kids and bring a book.
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