By Dominic Messier, Founder, Editor and Film Writer
For most of us, and by most I speak of we late baby boomers to Gen-Xers, childhood was filled with a mixture of Saturday morning cartoons and a healthy dose of Jim Henson family-friendly products.
Whether it was the primetime original Muppet Show, its Canadian cousin Fraggle Rock, the daytime staple Sesame Street or any of its cinematic spin-offs, we were always sure to get a few laughs, or at least some dad joke level of clever puns and musical numbers. Henson could do it all. And did it well.
Now, for some reason, scion and successor Brian Henson decided to go all Meet the Feebles (look it up) on the puppet world, with a murder mystery/buddy cop format that must be making his father livid from beyond the grave.
Following a bust gone wrong that forced former puppet detective Phil Phillips (voice of Bill Barretta) out of the department for alleged bias towards not shooting fellow puppets in the line of duty, the disgraced officer now spends his nights drinking and his days hustling as a private eye with a nose for the seedy dealings of the Los Angeles underbelly.
When former stars of a hit human/puppet comedy show called The Happytime Gang start showing up dead (or ripped apart, chewed or dumped in sewer water, as it were), Phillips goes on the case, given that one of the victime was his own brother Larry.
Forced to reunite with Detective Edwards (Melissa McCarthy), the human partner he got shot in the line of duty, all of their differences must be set aside in order to find out both suspect and motive before the list of victims runs out.
Of course, it wouldn’t be a crass puppet-based comedy without a liberal amount of sex, drugs and other types of references and innuendos along the way.
A perfect wholesome family film, that is, if your first graders are supposed to sound like Jay and Silent Bob at the corner convenience store, while being too busy dealing out dimebags and offering sexual favors.
At very first glance, there’s much to be upset about, if the bulk of your puppet knowledge is based on singing Muppets. Here, the dialogue and plot is peppered with vulgarity aplenty, cheap gags aimed at kink and porn, drug-fueled sting operations (if by drugs you mean snorting candy powder through a licorice straw) and lots and lots of sex jokes. Truly, a great family film for parents hoping to skip that age 5 to 18 gap, just so they can get a head start on the real birds and the bees.
In any case, while the crass attempts do slow down the film’s progression, the easy flowing repartee between Bill Barretta’s voice work and Melissa McCarthy’s self-deprecating bon vivant ‘tude, somehow makes their pairing work, were it not for the need to desecrate every inch of celluloid spent filming this questionable project.
For the daring, here is the film’s trailer. And yes, it goes without saying, THIS IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY: