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BY MARK BAZER
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Paul Rudnick can be an enjoyable prose humorist, so let’s give his Marci X screenplay the benefit of the doubt: on the page, portions of his over-the-top, often campy script might be funny — almost like a parody of a dumb comedy. But realized on screen, this dreadful movie makes you appreciate the mediocre professionalism of Adam Sandler productions. Did a bunch of high-schoolers shoot this on their parents’ video camera? Actually, the movie is directed by Richard Benjamin, who despite his role way back when as Alexander Portnoy was probably not the wisest choice to tell the story of a Jewish-American Princess who finds herself caught up in the world of hip-hop. Lisa Kudrow’s Marci Feld is the socialite daughter of entertainment mogul Ben Feld (Benjamin himself). When Ben’s company comes under fire by a right-wing senator for selling a lewd rap album by Dr. S (Damon Wayans, acting more effeminate than the lover man the script calls for), Marci sets out to fix the situation and prove she’s more than Daddy’s little girl. Will she and Dr. S fall in love? Will Ben’s company be okay? Will even the senator learn to get down to the rapper’s music? Let’s hope you never have to find out. (84 minutes)
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