Achtung! You know, I was eating Papa Johns and watching Mrs. Doubtfire the other day and it occurred to me that the father's actions in the film are outrageous

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I mean I understand that being around his kids was more important to him than anything, but the way he chooses to go about it is really disturbing and dishonest, and it's no wonder Sailly Field wanted a divorce from his crazy ass. Dressing himself up as some old nanny, I mean and then all the lies and deceptions, and I mean I get that they were his own kids, so maybe that makes it better, or maybe not? And then when he gets caught he doesn't go to jail?

What kind of demented mind would even invent a tale such as this one for families to watch? And this twisted individual is presented as a sympathetic character and not a desperate, lying goon whose actions stretch the credibility of the film to its breaking point. Robin Williams' characer should be ashamed of himself, and by extension Williams himself deserves criticism for even considering let accepting such an unsavory role. I just simply cannot believe that this movie got made about this wild degenerate and his disgusting ploy to trick and deceive his family after his wife made the decision to cut him out of their lives.

Do you agree or not? Sound off in the comments below!
 
He definitely is the bad guy in the film. A sane, decent person would just get a house or apartment nearby. It’s amazing how weird mainstream movies were when the big studios were trying to compete with all the cool indie films of that era.
 
I mean I understand that being around his kids was more important to him than anything, but the way he chooses to go about it is really disturbing and dishonest, and it's no wonder Sailly Field wanted a divorce from his crazy ass. Dressing himself up as some old nanny, I mean and then all the lies and deceptions, and I mean I get that they were his own kids, so maybe that makes it better, or maybe not? And then when he gets caught he doesn't go to jail?

What kind of demented mind would even invent a tale such as this one for families to watch? And this twisted individual is presented as a sympathetic character and not a desperate, lying goon whose actions stretch the credibility of the film to its breaking point. Robin Williams' characer should be ashamed of himself, and by extension Williams himself deserves criticism for even considering let accepting such an unsavory role. I just simply cannot believe that this movie got made about this wild degenerate and his disgusting ploy to trick and deceive his family after his wife made the decision to cut him out of their lives.

Do you agree or not? Sound off in the comments below!
You can always tell the folks that never raised kids.... /S
 
I never thought that SOB was funny. Also, he was a huge racist.
I would like to try their Shaq-A-Roni.

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Dude poisoned Pierce Brosnan's character (an innocent man), almost killing him.
In the deleted scenes there is a subplot where Mrs. Doubtfire impersonates a doctor and has Stu (Pierce Brosnan) come in for dozens of medically unnecessary rectal examinations and procedures. This explains why Stu walks with a limp that progressively gets worse over the course of the film.
 
I haven't been able to enjoy a Robin William's film since 'Nam. I have PTSD.

I loved him in Mork and Mindy. Also, he was the most energetic, coked out, stand-up comic ever. His energy and quick witt were unmatched. My buddy Marc and I were so pumped to go check him out in Good Morning Vietnam. We both talked a big game on how funny it was going to be. We even 'let 'er rip' on a couple of bong hits to get us primed. Then, pfffft! What a piece o' crap this flick was. If either of us laughed, it was forced. I boycotted him for a while.

It had been 6 years since 'Nam. My sister suggested I should see Ms. Doubtfire. So I went. I was about 35 minutes in, and I had a Vietnam flashback. This movie seems to really blow too! I stood up in the theatre, and yelled "nooooo"! I heard a "sit the fuck down asshole" from the back. I threw my popcorn down in a rage, and headed for the exit. Then I remembered, even in 1993, movie popcorn was still $12.50. I retrieved it, and headed home.

Anyhow. I had caught some of Dead Poets Society. It seemed really good. I think I may have caught some of Hook. It seemed good too.The war is over. Maybe I should revisit the movie carreer of Robin Williams?


 
Robin Williams was a demented genius but some of his movie choices were not so genius. Loved Awakenings, Good Will Hunting, and especially Fisher King. I remember looking forward to Hook. Robin Williams as Peter Pan and Dustin Hoffman? Had to be a winner. I still don't know why I didn't walk out.

The problem with his stand up and tv interviews was having no filter and no way of keeping to a point. It was exhausting and sometimes in poor taste.

Mrs. Doubtfire is problematic, but that can be said for a lot of movies. Our understanding evolves while movies represent the way we understood things at the time they were made.
 
I absolutely hate Ms Doubtfire. It brought back a lot of the memories I went through as a child when my parents got divorced (no my dad didn't dress in drag). The way my sister and I were pawns in my parents conflicts went on for many years, and I'm still not over it, and this movie really showcased that conflict.
 
Hey Smurfco. Can I get a Rotten Tomatos style review on this? It's been a couple of decades, and I can't recall if it's any good. Not that horrible film, but the Popa John Pizza. Also, is a high Rotten Tomato score good or bad for a pizza pie?

I'm serious on this. Our Papa John Pizza went out of business 25 years ago. The owner had a gambling problem and had to shut it down. I only went there once, and can't recall if they're any good. Do they really have "better ingredients, better pizza"?
 
Hey Smurfco. Can I get a Rotten Tomatos style review on this? It's been a couple of decades, and I can't recall if it's any good. Not that horrible film, but the Popa John Pizza. Also, is a high Rotten Tomato score good or bad for a pizza pie?

I'm serious on this. Our Papa John Pizza went out of business 25 years ago. The owner had a gambling problem and had to shut it down. I only went there once, and can't recall if they're any good. Do they really have "better ingredients, better pizza"?
this is what the AI came up with in response to your ridiculous request

2½/4 stars

There is a very specific kind of cinematic confidence required to make a film called Madame Doubtfire 2: Train Dreams 3, and an even greater confidence required to center its plot around a Steve Urkel look alike teaming up with the actual Indiana Jones to throw Madame Doubtfire off a municipal city bus. Somehow, against all logic, the film commits fully to the bit. The result is a movie that feels less like a sequel and more like a late-night fever dream that accidentally received studio financing. The opening act alone contains a fifteen-minute bus depot chase sequence involving a runaway accordion case, three fake passports, and Indiana Jones yelling “this belongs in public transit!” while swinging from a parking meter. It is absurd. Occasionally, it is also genuinely funny.

The Urkel-esque character, identified only as “Stefan Q. Nerdman,” is the film’s strangest element. He alternates between bumbling slapstick and near-supervillain levels of tactical planning, at one point constructing a bus-route prediction algorithm using restaurant napkins and breadsticks from Papa John’s. The comparison is unavoidable because the movie itself keeps bringing up Papa John’s Pizza as though it were a geopolitical force. Characters eat it constantly. A dramatic confrontation pauses so Indiana Jones can complain that the garlic sauce tastes “like warm battery acid.” Frankly, the pizza fares worse than the movie. Papa John’s crust has the texture of damp cardboard left in a garage overnight, the sauce tastes aggressively sweet, and the cheese distribution often resembles a map of drought conditions. Watching Madame Doubtfire dodge a thrown Papa John’s pizza is somehow more appetizing than eating an actual Papa John’s pizza.

Still, the film does have moments of weird sincerity buried beneath the chaos. Madame Doubtfire herself is portrayed less as a lovable nanny and more as a mysterious urban trickster figure drifting from bus line to bus line while evading capture. There is one surprisingly effective nighttime scene where she rides silently through the city while Indiana Jones and Nerdman pursue her in a stolen sanitation truck. The cinematography briefly becomes almost beautiful before the movie immediately ruins the mood with a gag involving breadsticks exploding in a microwave. That tonal whiplash defines the experience. Much like Papa John’s attempts at “premium” specialty pizzas, the movie reaches for grandeur but keeps tripping over oily nonsense and baffling decisions.

In the end, Madame Doubtfire 2: Train Dreams 3 earns its 2½ stars largely because it never becomes boring. It is a complete disaster, but it is a committed disaster, and there is entertainment value in watching a film operate with absolutely no restraint or dignity. Papa John’s Pizza, meanwhile, earns 1 star at best. The movie may be incoherent, but at least it occasionally surprises you. Papa John’s only surprises you when you remember you voluntarily paid for it.
 
this is what the AI came up with in response to your ridiculous request

2½/4 stars

There is a very specific kind of cinematic confidence required to make a film called Madame Doubtfire 2: Train Dreams 3, and an even greater confidence required to center its plot around a Steve Urkel look alike teaming up with the actual Indiana Jones to throw Madame Doubtfire off a municipal city bus. Somehow, against all logic, the film commits fully to the bit. The result is a movie that feels less like a sequel and more like a late-night fever dream that accidentally received studio financing. The opening act alone contains a fifteen-minute bus depot chase sequence involving a runaway accordion case, three fake passports, and Indiana Jones yelling “this belongs in public transit!” while swinging from a parking meter. It is absurd. Occasionally, it is also genuinely funny.

The Urkel-esque character, identified only as “Stefan Q. Nerdman,” is the film’s strangest element. He alternates between bumbling slapstick and near-supervillain levels of tactical planning, at one point constructing a bus-route prediction algorithm using restaurant napkins and breadsticks from Papa John’s. The comparison is unavoidable because the movie itself keeps bringing up Papa John’s Pizza as though it were a geopolitical force. Characters eat it constantly. A dramatic confrontation pauses so Indiana Jones can complain that the garlic sauce tastes “like warm battery acid.” Frankly, the pizza fares worse than the movie. Papa John’s crust has the texture of damp cardboard left in a garage overnight, the sauce tastes aggressively sweet, and the cheese distribution often resembles a map of drought conditions. Watching Madame Doubtfire dodge a thrown Papa John’s pizza is somehow more appetizing than eating an actual Papa John’s pizza.

Still, the film does have moments of weird sincerity buried beneath the chaos. Madame Doubtfire herself is portrayed less as a lovable nanny and more as a mysterious urban trickster figure drifting from bus line to bus line while evading capture. There is one surprisingly effective nighttime scene where she rides silently through the city while Indiana Jones and Nerdman pursue her in a stolen sanitation truck. The cinematography briefly becomes almost beautiful before the movie immediately ruins the mood with a gag involving breadsticks exploding in a microwave. That tonal whiplash defines the experience. Much like Papa John’s attempts at “premium” specialty pizzas, the movie reaches for grandeur but keeps tripping over oily nonsense and baffling decisions.

In the end, Madame Doubtfire 2: Train Dreams 3 earns its 2½ stars largely because it never becomes boring. It is a complete disaster, but it is a committed disaster, and there is entertainment value in watching a film operate with absolutely no restraint or dignity. Papa John’s Pizza, meanwhile, earns 1 star at best. The movie may be incoherent, but at least it occasionally surprises you. Papa John’s only surprises you when you remember you voluntarily paid for it.

I think I'm going with the pizza pie over the sequel.

*i mean I'll take both
 
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this is what the AI came up with in response to your ridiculous request

2½/4 stars

There is a very specific kind of cinematic confidence required to make a film called Madame Doubtfire 2: Train Dreams 3, and an even greater confidence required to center its plot around a Steve Urkel look alike teaming up with the actual Indiana Jones to throw Madame Doubtfire off a municipal city bus. Somehow, against all logic, the film commits fully to the bit. The result is a movie that feels less like a sequel and more like a late-night fever dream that accidentally received studio financing. The opening act alone contains a fifteen-minute bus depot chase sequence involving a runaway accordion case, three fake passports, and Indiana Jones yelling “this belongs in public transit!” while swinging from a parking meter. It is absurd. Occasionally, it is also genuinely funny.

The Urkel-esque character, identified only as “Stefan Q. Nerdman,” is the film’s strangest element. He alternates between bumbling slapstick and near-supervillain levels of tactical planning, at one point constructing a bus-route prediction algorithm using restaurant napkins and breadsticks from Papa John’s. The comparison is unavoidable because the movie itself keeps bringing up Papa John’s Pizza as though it were a geopolitical force. Characters eat it constantly. A dramatic confrontation pauses so Indiana Jones can complain that the garlic sauce tastes “like warm battery acid.” Frankly, the pizza fares worse than the movie. Papa John’s crust has the texture of damp cardboard left in a garage overnight, the sauce tastes aggressively sweet, and the cheese distribution often resembles a map of drought conditions. Watching Madame Doubtfire dodge a thrown Papa John’s pizza is somehow more appetizing than eating an actual Papa John’s pizza.

Still, the film does have moments of weird sincerity buried beneath the chaos. Madame Doubtfire herself is portrayed less as a lovable nanny and more as a mysterious urban trickster figure drifting from bus line to bus line while evading capture. There is one surprisingly effective nighttime scene where she rides silently through the city while Indiana Jones and Nerdman pursue her in a stolen sanitation truck. The cinematography briefly becomes almost beautiful before the movie immediately ruins the mood with a gag involving breadsticks exploding in a microwave. That tonal whiplash defines the experience. Much like Papa John’s attempts at “premium” specialty pizzas, the movie reaches for grandeur but keeps tripping over oily nonsense and baffling decisions.

In the end, Madame Doubtfire 2: Train Dreams 3 earns its 2½ stars largely because it never becomes boring. It is a complete disaster, but it is a committed disaster, and there is entertainment value in watching a film operate with absolutely no restraint or dignity. Papa John’s Pizza, meanwhile, earns 1 star at best. The movie may be incoherent, but at least it occasionally surprises you. Papa John’s only surprises you when you remember you voluntarily paid for it.
Maybe the big screen wasn't the proper format for me and this tale?
Cha ching!

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