Reid About It

Longtime readers of mine know what a fan of horrible movies I am. When a movie that's truly bad beyond all levels of the word "badness" comes on, I just bask in it's awfulness. It takes a lot to make the list of bad movies. Just being cheap and stupid won't do it. A really good bad movie makes you question the very reason it was ever written, approved, and committed to film.

"Man Of The House" is just such a movie.

Forced to watch this movie on a seven-hour bus ride, I attempted to turn away several times. The sheer horrible truth of the movie prevented me from escaping.

Quick recap. Oscar winner Tommy Lee Jones plays a Texas Ranger (law enforcement, not baseball) who does things "by the book." Jones has to move into a sorority house with the University of Texas cheerleaders after they witness a murder. Hilarity ensues.

This movie has it all. A plot so obvious it seems to have been constructed by seven-year-olds. Magic cheerleaders who can do anything. A guest appearance by Cedric The Entertainer, and a page of script that simply says "Cedric The Entertainer: Does a bunch of goofy crap." The main storyline of the cheerleaders being stalked that disappears halfway through the movie with no explanation. A pair of romantic subplots with no explanation at all. Atrocious dialogue. Horrible southern accents that appear and disappear. Random explosions that make no sense. A bad guy who's alternately trying to kill the hero, and talking about how he needs him alive to get the treasure.

If you get a chance, watch this movie. Then try and figure out what the Hell Tommy Lee Jones is doing in it.