This movie is unhinged. Martin Short is a true psychopath, Charles Grodin is doing Joker before Joker, and the entire third act feels like it uses ⅔ of the movie’s budget in a way I couldn’t have seen coming. There’s no resolution. Everyone just stops being insane. Incredible. As someone who grew up just thinking “okay so he makes weird faces and people love it, I guess?” about Martin Short- I get it now! He’s Clifford!














