An uneven, sodden mess of a film. An attempt at the mockumentary style that falls flat because of its insistence on stagey slapstick bits and its inclusion of there's-no-way-this-is-behind-the-scenes footage. At times, it's almost painful to watch. The only bright moments come from Coolio and Chuck D in their roles as the Brothers Brothers, an outlandish pair of renegade filmmakers, who don't appear until the last third of the film — and then, only sparingly.

The saddest part about this film is that it wasn’t irredeemable. A re-write or three, some cuts, the removal of the sexist and racist jokes in favor of stuff that was actually funny… I mean, the premise is sound, the plot could have made for a good film, there was talent involved in the acting… this could have worked. But there were multiple bad choices in the film, usually related to its sense of humor. It's vulgar, crass, and distasteful, and generally inept to boot. In theory, a good film could have been made with this premise, but the reality is that this is a film considerably worse than the fictitious work at the center of the story. Read full review.

I don't know what's worse...the fact that Monty Python alum Eric Idle had anything to do with this or it's so bad the producer wanted himself credited as Alan Smithee.

May Hollywood burn if they ever even think about releasing a turd like this again.

An uneven, sodden mess of a film. An attempt at the mockumentary style that falls flat because of its insistence on stagey slapstick bits and its inclusion of there's-no-way-this-is-behind-the-scenes footage. At times, it's almost painful to watch. The only bright moments come from Coolio and Chuck D in their roles as the Brothers Brothers, an outlandish pair of renegade filmmakers, who don't appear until the last third of the film — and then, only sparingly.