Screwed Movie Review
Screwed concerns a butler (Norm MacDonald) and a chicken wing vendor (David Chapelle) who team up to try to, well, screw a bitter old hag out of five million dollars. Needless to say, the plan goes south, and the two have to run all over Pittsburgh (which is obviously not really Pittsburgh) to get away with their perfect crime. Norm sleeps with some girl in a bit part that should have been bigger, David convinces good old Norm to fake his death with the help of a mortician (Danny DeVito), and all the while we watch the hag bitch and gripe, not really caring
The antics in Screwed are childish, the humor pandering to a sub-human chord that will resonate with no one with an IQ over 80. Norm MacDonald once again shows that the pinnacle of his career will most likely be doing the Weekend Update on SNL (a shtick which has been stolen and improved upon by The Daily Show on Comedy Central, a job Norm MacDonald should campaign for vigorously). David Chapelle shows that his comedic talents lie in stand up and not physical antics. The pleasure that Screwed offers is in the supporting role of DeVito, which is pretty much only a pleasure because watching DeVito in such a darkly comic role is so very different from the average part you see him pigeonholed into.
Screwed is the perfect title for this movie if only because, after watching it, you feel screwed six ways from Sunday by virtue of how absolutely wretched this pitiful excuse for a film is. Writer-directors Scott Alexander and Larry Karazewski, the writing team behind Milos Forman's last two flicks, Man on the Moon and The People vs. Larry Flynt, should probably stick to writing other peoples' movies. Behind the camera, they prove that directing is not their strong suit, and that the input that others add to the script proves invaluable to the end product. Letting them direct, it seems, just gets a lot of people screwed.