A vehicle to showcase Dana Carvey's skills as a mimic: an Indian snake charmer, a human turtle, an English dowager, a suave Scotland Yard inspector, Al Pacino in Scarface, Robert Shaw in Jaws, George W. Bush (not nearly as authoritative as his Bush, Sr., on Saturday Night Live), and -- you have to see it to disbelieve it -- a cherry-pie filling. Thinner than any of these disguises is what passes for a plot premise: an ancient Italian family, conveniently named Disguisey, that has mastered and refined the art of disguise, an inescapable legacy for the Jerry Lewis-y nerd who toils as a waiter in his parents' pizza parlor. The outtakes strewn through the closing credits suggest that a lot of material got discarded before the movie was trimmed to its slight but nonetheless leaden hour and a quarter. (The hero's prospective girlfriend is his harshest critic: "It was fun for, like, one second, okay.") As vehicles go, this junker doesn't. Jennifer Esposito, Brent Spiner, James Brolin, Harold Gould; directed by Perry Andelin Blake. (2002) — Duncan Shepherd
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