Carrey goes cold
REMEMBER the days when Jim Carrey would throw himself under a bus for a lark? Then he’d get up, sprint like heck ahead of the bus and do it all over again?
Well, that guy has gone. And he ain’t ever coming back.
In the sub-par, kids’ flick Mr Popper’s Penguins, all you will see is the ghost of the man we knew and loved to laugh at.
Carrey plays Popper, a cut-throat capitalist who does the bidding of some mean old property developers.
Just as he’s on the verge of landing a deal that will see him win a promotion, Popper takes delivery of a box of live penguins left to him by his late explorer father.
Naturally, the birds are going to do their best to bungle that big deal. This is mainly because Popper is compelled to keep them
Jim’s not-so-happy feat around as pets to stay in the good books of his ex-wife ( Carla Gugino) and children ( played by Madeline Carroll and Maxwell Perry Cotton).
All potential enjoyment of this sappy affair rests on how snappily Carrey can interact with his squawky little co-stars. Unfortunately, but understandably, the production was not able to use real penguins. Carrey has to play against 80 per cent lifelike, flapping blobs of CGI animation, which seems to have restrained his performance when he should be cutting loose.
The cartoonish penguins, which do not exhibit as much individual or endearing personality as the filmmakers have assumed, peck at, poop on and pester Carrey to very slight comedic effect.