Metacritic-Rezensionen

I was laughing myself sick over Saving Silverman, a sublimely idiotic farce in the "There's Something About Mary" tradition.

Yes, it's stupid. But sometimes it's stupid with a capital S, and it's in those moments of transcendent idiocy that you can't help liking Saving Silverman. At least, a little bit.

It's basically a cheerful slob job, one of those slapped-together features so often embraced by teenagers with more disposable income than discernible taste.

A sharp-dumb, jack- and goof-off affair.

The kind of comedy that takes the fun out of stupidity.

Every movie Dugan releases looks like something made on accident--tosses yet another stink bomb into theaters for audiences to sniff over.

Let's accentuate the positive: Saving Silverman really stinks. No, really. It's bad. Awful.

So bad in so many different ways that perhaps you should see it, as an example of the lowest slopes of the bell-shaped curve.

Peet is always worth watching, but the role does her no favors, and the script, involving a kidnapping and a surprise cameo by Neil Diamond - you heard me - smacks of desperation beyond saving.

Reaches toward new heights of comic laziness and succeeds beyond anyone's wildest expectations.