“Dude, that's messed up.”
Even though we know where most of this is going, Max Werner's middling script is sprinkled with surprises — some of them rude, others downright crude. Houses are egged, a Volvo is “violated,” jokes abound and Roosevelt's “moms” (Ana Gasteyer is one) score a couple of big laughs.
But Justice does nothing here that would make her stand out from the current crop of pretty young things trying to jump from TV to the movies.
And TV director Josh Schwartz hasn't learned the “funny lens” (extreme close-up) or “faster is funnier” rules of big-screen comedy. “Fun Size” waddles along at half-speed, never building momentum. Even the good gags are robbed of their punch by the pedestrian way this thing was shot and cut.
He does better with the sentimental stuff. But the movie's not titled “Sentimental Size,” is it?
— Roger Moore, Orlando Sentinel, MCT Information Service
Starring: Victoria Justice, Jackson Nicoll, Jane Levy, Chelsea Handler, Thomas McDonell. (Crude and suggestive material, partying and language)