R.V. (Barry Sonnenfeld). 97 minutes. Opens Friday (April 28). For venues and times, see Movie Listings. Rating: NN Rating: NN
Anyone else scratching his or her head about Barry Sonnenfeld 's fall from directorial grace? His journey from the Addams Family movies, Get Shorty and Men In Black to the vile sludge of Wild Wild West, Men In Black II and now R.V. demonstrates that Sonnenfeld no longer knows how to make a comedy.
When the biggest joke you can think of arises from covering Robin Williams in sewage, it may be time to rethink your career. To be fair, Williams soaked in shit got the biggest laugh at the screening, which says something scary about the audience as well.
Williams plays a corporate guy who has to cancel his Hawaiian family vacation so he can go to Colorado to complete a merger. This means he's got to be locked up in a big, comically ugly motor home with his snotty, unpleasant clan so that after their comic misadventures they'll realize they love each other.
The big problem here is that the tone keeps shifting weirdly, as if one group of people were making a movie about a comically dysfunctional family whom we hate and another group were making a comedy about people we're supposed to like enough to care about.
This tonal disconnect may be the funniest thing about the film.