This parallel world has no internal logic, but neither does any single scene.
We don't really expect logic in a goofy movie like this, but is it too much to ask why Holly speaks fluent monkey-language only some of the time? And while there are plenty of amusing moments (the vampire mosquito, the T-rex pole vault), there's not a single big laugh. Or any real reason for this film to have been made, for that matter.
Those are but two of the many strange (and yes, strangely funny) things Will Ferrell does in Brad Silberling's Land of the Lost, an acid-trip take on Sid and Marty Krofft's already kitschy television series that aired on NBC in the mid-'70s. Ferrell tones down his trademark immaturity but ramps up the crippling ego to play Dr. Rick Marshall, a scientist focused on unraveling time travel who's discredited after a televised spat with Today show host Matt Lauer (convincing as himself).
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These three questions, along with "How the hell does a lisping moron actually have game?" predominate a thinking viewer's mind as it wanders through the cerebrally deficient film The Ladies Man. But then your brain reminds you that you're not here for it. You're here so your brain can turn off for a long, long time.
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