This one ranks right down there among the worst films I've ever seen. Pity since there's some talent there. Makes me wonder how any of them could have thought this was a viable prospect.
Pop (Danny Aiello) a comedian, is dying and his deathbed wish is that one of his two sons gives him "a brat" of a grandchild. Playboy son Tom (Nick Scotti) is the one likely to succeed but he dies in the effort. So the second son, Jeff (T.R. Knight), a seminarian, is pressed into action. But first he must get passed the head of the seminary, Father Patton (Vincent Pastore), who runs the operation like a boot camp.
Jeff's ditzy mother (Barbara Feldman) takes every opportunity to degrade him while she waxes poetic about her beloved and now deceased son Tom.
Jeff goes to work in a nursing home where he teaches acting to the residents with Mr. Oliver (Mario Cantone) and sets about to find the eventual mother of his child. He seeks professional advice from psychiatrist/cobbler Angelos (Joe Piscopo).
In a particularly hideous scene Jeff courts co-joined twins (Kim and Misty Ormiston). An on-going tasteless "gag" is that Grandma (Irma St. Paule) fell down a flight of stairs and even days later, still lays there in her pretty pink suit and in good humor.
Others who make appearances in this stupid film include Frank Vincent, Sabrina Lloyd, Tony Lo Bianco, Gilbert Gottfried (who was appropriately cast as a bum).
Written and directed by John DeBellis.
Rated R for sexual content.
My personal rating: F-
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