Fat Albert
Review by Jason Gaston
There was a brief moment while watching
Fat Albert that I honestly thought the movie was going
to surprise me and do something completely unexpected and intelligent.
When Fat Albert and the gang end up in the real world to help a girl
in need, Dumb Donald finds out that, without a writer to write his
life, he doesn't have to be dumb anymore and goes out and reads every
book he can get his hands on. Mush Mouth finds out that, with a little
practice and patience, he can talk like a normal human being without
his strange speech impediment. Old Weird Harold finds out that he
isn't clumsy at all and turns into a smooth and suave guy who is
dynamite on the basketball court.
But, alas and
alack, almost as if this stupid and clichéd movie sensed that
something witty was happening in spite of itself, these characters
were soon banished back into the cartoon land from whence they came...
forgetting all that they learned and reverting back to their old
selves.
Kind of odd for a movie that tries to preach a sermon about being
yourself... even though it doesn't even allow its own characters that
luxury.
But, even if they had gone ahead and allowed this potentially witty
subplot to continue, Fat Albert would still be a stupidly
predictable, paint-by-numbers, unfunny movie. Honestly, I can't see
how this movie would appeal to anyone... not the few remaining fans of
Fat Albert and not even kids who don't know any better.
In a way, this movie is almost like the last breath before dying for
Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids and, I suppose it's only
appropriate that the movie ends with Bill Cosby at a graveyard paying
his respects to the real Fat Albert. It's like a funeral at the end...
one of those funerals where you have to pretend you actually care
about the deceased.
This movie is just woefully miscalculated. Fat Albert wants to help a
girl with low self-esteem, but at the same time he goes off to date
her more attractive sister. Nice move, fatty!
Fat Albert is an icon whose time, like Yellow Kid and Joe Dope,
has long sense passed. While this movie had a chance to reinvent him
for a new age, it didn't make the effort and, through a series of long
and boring situations, made him something decidedly more uncool. It's
a shame because Keenan Thompson was a great Fat Albert, but without
anything more substantial to work with flab just ain't fab no more.
Besides, with so many fat kids in the United States, nowadays, Fat
Albert isn't that special anymore... now he's more like just plain
Albert.
Hey, hey, hey... stay away!

