Nov. 1, 2001 – Even Columbo can't save "Corky Romano." If you want your Peter Falk fix, go rent some old "Columbos." At least, if one is to listen to the Internet reviewers. Try as we might, we can't find one civil word of congratulation on this film about mob outcast Romano (Chris Kattan), a veterinarian who has left his criminal family until he is called on by his mafia daddy (Falk), cleverly called "Pops," who needs a favor from him.
The Toronto Globe and Mail reviewer called it a "rather bad movie," and that's about as charitable as the critics get.
Kattan is a veteran "Saturday Night Live" performer. Somehow, they never seem to take to the big screen, unless you go 'way back to Ackroyd and Belushi. Anyhow, "Pops" needs sonny boy to pose as an FBI agent and destroy some incriminating files which are to be used against him in a trial coming up in two weeks.
Oh, dear, a displaced SNL, disguised as a vet, disguised as a displaced FBI agent. What drama, what pathos, what bathos. According to one reviewer, even the obligatory flatulence scene flunked. Flatulence seems to be endemic to this sort of movie – is it a new genre?
Directed by Rob Pritts, the film also features Richard Roundtree, Chris Penn and Vinessa Shaw. It is about an hour and a half long and is rated PG-13 for drug, sex-related humor and language. It's playing at Market Square East.
