Everyone's looking for payback in Scorched - and you will be too if you waste your well-earned on this tepid revenge farce. The multi-stranded but undercooked plot sees three disgruntled bank tellers (Alicia Silverstone, Woody Harrelson, Paulo Costanzo) separately deciding to knock off their workplace on the same weekend. Predictably, these plans are subject to all manner of mishaps; alas, the attempts at zany humour turn pear-shaped, too. While fat cat John Cleese slices the ham thick, most of the cast plod through like it's another day at the office.
Cleese plays a get-rich-quick charlatan whose deposit box isn't safe from nature lover George (Harrelson), seeking vengeance for the shotgunning of his pet duck's mum. Sheila (Alicia Silverstone), meanwhile, empties the ATM in return for being dumped by her bank manager boyfriend (Joshua Leonard). Our third tea-leaf teller is Stu (Costanzo), who takes a rare gamble by borrowing $250,000 for a weekend at the roulette tables in Vegas.
"STRAINED SLAPSTICK"
Chuck in warrior-princess wannabe Shmally (Rachael Leigh Cook) - also out to settle a score with Cleese - and you've got a morass of storylines that never really catch fire. There's too much strained slapstick, too little tension; and while the characters are certainly losers, they're not especially loveable. Sadly, it's all too easy to see why Scorched spent two years gathering dust before getting released. It's not a total wash-out: Leonard's bank manager is memorably obnoxious and there's a fun title sequence that works the actors' names into tattoos and road signs. But it's all downhill from there...