Picks and Pans Review: So I Married An Axe Murderer
updated 08/09/1993 AT 01:00 AM EDT
•originally published 08/09/1993 AT 01:00 AM EDT
This black comedy, Myers's first movie since hitting the jackpot with Wayne's World last year, is the definition of tepid. It is never especially funny, but neither is it so spectacularly stupid that it's worth the spit it would lake to make spitballs to lob at the screen. Myers and Travis meet when he, a poet-performance artist with no apparent day job, stops by her shop, Meats of the World, to buy some haggis as a gift for his Scottish-immigrant parents. Love blooms, but soon Myers finds himself suspecting that Travis just may be the bride who, according to a story he reads in a tabloid, has murdered three husbands. Will he be No. 4?
The answer to the question is of little consequence given the high nincompoop quotient of the characters. Myers is aggressively cute, and Travis seems without a clue as to whether she should be menacing or adorable or both. The movie does have its occasional moments—mostly when Myers is playing his own father, a Scottish blowhard given to singing "Do Ya Think I'm Sexy" in the thickest of brogues—but they don't come often enough. (PG-13)"