"The Caveman's Valentine" is, in all respects, an ordinary Hollywoodish film which tells of a homeless psychotic who lives in a cave in NYC, finds a frozen body in a tree, and..blaa, blaa, blaa. Jackson's interpretation of a psychotic is more like an impersonation of a little boy. The story is only marginally interesting at best and little more than a typical whodunnit. The film is full of annoying voices and lights and things which are supposed to be the Jackson's character's psychotic delusions and are a big distraction. Etc. Etc. I can well imagine DeVito, Jackson and the other producers - who almost outnumber the cast - watching the film and shaking their heads muttering "What the hell was I thinking!". Wait for broadcast on this one.
Review of The Caveman's Valentine
