Opening Weekend: $6,076,859
(USA)
(12 June 2011)
(2524 Screens)
Gross: $15,000,994
(USA)
(14 August 2011)
Technical Specs
Runtime:
USA:
Goofs:
Continuity:
During Mr. Todd's song near the beginning of the movie, the classroom clock changes back from 8:35 to 8:33.
Quotes: Judy Moody:
Can't, I'm busy on Tuesdays... from now, until always.
User Review
Easily one of the dumbest movies in years
Rating: 2/10
Just because a film is made for children does not mean it needs to be
childish; just because a film stars Heather Graham does not mean it has
to be awful; just because a film attempts to salute the nostalgic
summers of our past youth does not mean a person should want to put a
gun in their mouth.
But all of the above-mentioned things crossed my mind many times while
viewing "Judy Moody and the Not-Bummer Summer," a picture that by its
very title betrays an experience so abysmal, so stupefying, so devoid
of any comedic relationship that it makes other movies of this genre,
including "Shark Boy and Lava Girl," "Shorts," "Nanny McPhee" or
ANYTHING on the current Disney Channel line-up (with the possible
exception of "iCarly") seem like "Citizen Kane" by comparison.
Director John Schultz ("Aliens In the Attic," "The Honeymooners"),
should be aware that there are at least a half dozen states for which
such an assault on a person's sensibilities commands a capital charge,
yet after his big screen retelling of the classic Jackie Gleason/Art
Carney sitcom, he is still allowed to walk about on our streets and
produce even more noxious waste.
Now before anyone out there accuses me of beating a dead horse by
complaining so much about a kid's picture, bear in mind I am also a
parent. Also realize that I take my own children to these kinds of
films and "Judy Moody" was no exception. Three of my kids and two of
their friends attended a Saturday night showing and only TWO other
people were in the theatre - and that was a young couple - with NO
moppets.
The youngsters barely registered a chuckle on the Laugh-O-Meter while I
did my best to come up with even the slightest smirk. The reason is
painfully obvious - there is not one funny line or situation in the
entire effort. Even dropping myself down to the level of what would
normally make tykes giggle and trying as hard as I could to find
something - ANYTHING - to laugh at was like discovering something
politically valuable about Sarah Palin or Barak Obama.
Here, Jordana Beatty plays Judy Moody (the last name is more than
appropriate as her character spends most of the picture in a sullen,
sad-sack demeanor) trying to convince her friends, Rocky (Garrett
Ryan), Amy (Taylar Hender) and Frank (Preston Bailey) to forgo their
own summer plans to compete in a lame series of "thrill point"
challenges to determine who will have the "coolest summer ever."
The first two kids are obviously more intelligent than the hapless,
Harry Potter-looking Frank, as they already have plans (although
Rocky's attendance at a "circus camp" is as doofy as Judy's nonsensical
intentions). Broken-hearted over this development, the red-haired
protagonist is hit with equally bad news when it is announced her Aunt
Opal (Graham, who lit up the silver screen with her performances in
"Bobby" and "Austin Powers, the Spy Who Shagged Me") will babysit while
her parents jet off to California (hey, with a kid this depressing, I'd
take a flight to the West Coast, too).
Promising to spend the rest of the summer in her room (where the
writers and director should have been sent to, as well), she also has
to deal with a creepy little brother, Stink (Paris Mosteller), who
dreams of capturing Bigfoot and needs an international translator to be
understood.
And while her two absent buddies are involved in fun activities and
collecting "thrill points," Judy and Frank fail at everything in an
effort to have fun, including falling off a tightrope, barfing on a
roller-coaster, having a bird poop on their picnic lunch and being
thrown out of a horror movie. Aunt Opal is little help, either, being
the dumbest blonde in existence and sleeping most of the time (just
like the audience).
Picture finally concludes - thankfully - but not without a sequence
featuring that one construction worker guy from "City Slickers" chasing
Bigfoot through town in an ice cream truck. To further compound the
pain, Jaleel "Urkel" White appears as a teacher/ice cream vendor who
"entertains" his class by playing the banjo (where's the toothless
cretin in "Deliverance" when we need him?).
Add to this completely unnecessary snippets of badly-drawn and poorly-
conceived animation (that make the artwork in "Hoodwinked" look like
Pixar effects) and words written across the screen (for SOME reason) at
random intervals, and you have one profoundly ridiculous enterprise and
one terrible time at the cinemaplex.
Parents, if you love your children, then, in the name of all that is
holy, please do not take them to see this film. I only hope my
offspring have the kindness to forgive me - one day
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