Year: 2002
Director: Ron Underwood
Country: US
Language: English
One of the biggest box office bombs in the history of cinema, Adventures of Pluto Nash (2002) had a budget of $100 million and only grossed $7 million worldwide, a staggering stupendous loss of $93 million. Panned by critics and moviegoers alike, its reputation is that of one of the worst movies of all time. I remember seeing this movie in theatres at the time and, even though I was 10, I knew something was clearly very wrong.
After his successful night club is blown to flaming bits, Pluto (Eddie Murphy) and his band travel across the moon looking for clues as to who is behind the arson.
Eddie Murphy is a generally appealing actor, but his type of comedy doesn't really fit with in a sci-fi setting. The sexist "jokes" ("give her even bigger boobs") feel even more dated than they usually are. Murphy himself doesn't really seem into the role, playing the part more conservatively and delivering the uh..."comedy" in a far too subdued manner. In Pluto Nash we get Murphy on ritalin, when we need Murphy on cocaine.
Randy Quaid as a sex robot must be one of the most humiliating roles of all time. Whatever dignity he had died with Pluto Nash. The pace of the film is perplexing; sometimes going the speed of light, while other times dragging to a snail's pace. Some of these scenes (fast to slow) are within minutes of each other.
I'm not saying anything new with this review; Adventures of Pluto Nash is as bad as you've all heard. Unfortunately, it's not quite "so bad it's good". The awfulness is just a gigantic waste of time. Thank goodness Murphy redeems himself in roles like Shrek (2001), Coming to America (1988), Dolemite is My Name (2019) etc.
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