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BY BROOKE HOLGERSON
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It could have been worse, but not much. Long-delayed and much feared, My Boss’s Daughter is at times painfully unfunny. Ashton Kutcher stars as affable goofball Tom, a minion who dreams of greater things at a publishing house ruled with an iron fist by Jack Taylor (Terence Stamp). Tom has a crush on Jack’s daughter, Lisa (Tara Reid), and through a predictable misunderstanding that any normal person would have resolved in 60 seconds, he ends up house-sitting for the boss’s pet owl, OJ (you know you’re in trouble when the OJ jokes start to fly). Full of jokes about the handicapped, midgets, and every minority group the filmmakers feel like taking a pot shot at, the movie is too lame even to be offensive, choosing instead to coast along on the minimal charm of Kutcher, who has a goofy, aw-shucks attitude that, though likable, doesn’t leave much of an impression. If nothing else, My Boss’s Daughter demonstrates that you can take a director of funny films (David Zucker of Airplane! fame) and a group of funny people (Andy Richter, Dave Foley, Molly Shannon, to name just a few) and still not come up with a single laugh. (85 minutes)
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