Michael James

Mr. Destiny is a wretched, heaping pile of nonsense---but its also a heaping pile of schlock. Its inane regurgitated plot, silly sentimentalism and a dreadful performance from Jim Belushi further weaken this already doomed production. Belushi, a horrible actor, is dreadfully bad, but not nearly as bad as the script, which manages to even make Michael Caine sound like an overpriced sophomoric Hallmark card---complete with cockney sound chip. This is obviously one of the crappy movies that Caine himself admitted being party to for a good part of his wonderful career. Linda Hamilton fares even worse---she is wholly unbelievable as Jim Belushi's would be love----but then this very premise is shaky to begin with. Courtney Cox, John Lovitz, and Rene Russo fare only somewhat better. Billed as a "totally magical comedy," it is devoid of any magic and scarcely filled with any laughs. 90 Minutes of Jon Lovitz performing his liar character would be far more entertaining-----and honest. You only have a certain amount of time on this earth-----spending it with Mr. Destiny is a bad choice.