Four out of 10 is a generous rating for this disappointing lightweight comedy. At the beginning there are some promising scenes but 20 minutes in hopes turn to fears. The other three stars are for having Isabella Rosselini in it. Watching this movie is like watching your smarmy 12-year-old nephew do his own stand up: there is a lot of frantic effort and you know it's supposed to be funny, but you watch in embarrassment and horror for the performer and whoever's bright idea this was. Sadly, any comparison with well-done screwball comedies, Marx brothers, and Laurel/Hardy just highlights how Tucci's movie is lacking. More sadly, it might have been funny had there been comedic timing, better writing, and fewer moments that your 12-year-old nephew would think are absolutely hah-larious. A good cast couldn't save this movie for me. A character in an actually funny movie asked about a performance, "Is this rotten or wonderfully brave?" For The Imposters and Tucci, it's both.
Review of The Impostors
