What this film has to do with Cervantes and Dulcinea wasn't apparent to this viewer. It begins with a watered-down couple of paragraphs from Don Quijote and quickly devolves into a boring confrontation between a dumpy white schlub and his ex who is now his brother's current squeeze.
Some whining and crying later, and he has the magic ability to go anywhere in the world. He's still monumentally boring and pointless in his wanderings and the film never makes even a shred of sense.
Some whining and crying later, and he has the magic ability to go anywhere in the world. He's still monumentally boring and pointless in his wanderings and the film never makes even a shred of sense.
