You won't be disappointed!

a film so unique, intoxicating and bizarre that it not only demands another viewing, but is also forgivable as a satirical comedy where the jokes eventually take the back seat.

It's a good bad... and worth a popcorn matinée. While it's easy to lament what could have been...

A terrific literary drama and character piece that shows how the process of creating art can be seen differently by those doing it and those looking at it from the outside.

Charlie Mackenzie (Mike Myers) has bad luck with women or just paranoid with bad excuses. He lives in San Francisco and his best friend Tony Giardino (Anthony LaPaglia) is a bad undercover cop. Then he falls for butcher shop owner Harriet (Nancy Travis) who could be too good to be true. His mother reads the tabloids and tells him about Mrs X who kills all her husbands on their honeymoon. With some weird warning signs, Charlie breaks up with her. When somebody confesses to one of the murders, he begs to come back to her. It all comes to a head on their honeymoon.There are some wacky characters and may just be the prelude to the Austin Powers movies. Myers is doing the wacky father that has the similar tone to an old and angry Austin Powers. The parent characters are a load of fun. Phil Hartman is great as the stone faced Alcatraz guide Vicky. Anthony LaPaglia has difficulties with the comedic role. It needs a real comedian to do the job properly. As for the romantic chemistry, Mike Myers feels too childish next to Nancy Travis. They have good friend chemistry but I wouldn't call it sexual chemistry. She's a little too serious of a actress. She is too straight and her character needs more jokes. Again a real comedian would help in this role.

I hate to be the turd in the punchbowl here, a role to which I am accustomed, but just what is it with all the enthusiasm for this lame flick? I just don't find Mike Myers funny at all. I don't know whether it's his comic persona (or lack of same) or the heavy-as-lead "comic" writing. Whatever (then again I can't figure out why people think Leslie Nielsen is such a hoot, either). Myers is lame enough in the role of Charlie, but his portrayal of his dad, Stuart, is head-scratchingly incomprehensible. I didn't find Anthony Lapaglia as the cop very funny either, and his lines also seemed lame. And I'll never figure out why the great Alan Arkin signed on to this dog; he must have needed the work at the time. This is supposed to be some sort of "cult classic." Go figure.

Manic in a way that even Austin Powers couldn't match, this vehicle for then-recent SNL grad Mike Myers hasn't aged quite as well as I'd expected. Myers delivers with ease when he's under the guise of a wild, colorful character - his best scenes are as a boisterous, drunken caricature of a father under heavy makeup - but comes off as insecure and off-putting in the more straightforward leading role. For every joke that lands, Myers ricochets three or four duds off his companions' foreheads, lending the impression that he's always on stage and robbing his turn as well-intentioned poet Charlie of a meaningful connection with the audience. Clunky, distracting post-production work and an excessive dose of early '90s pop culture also prove to be tricky obstacles, dating the material and lending the impression that it wasn't quite polished enough for a final release. When it's working, few films from the era are so consistently funny, but those sporadic dots of brilliance aren't quite enough to compensate for the shaky, timid nature of the rest of the story. A great premise with some moments of pure genius, it's probably best enjoyed as a series of expertly trimmed clips on YouTube.

The suspenseful Mike Myers' farce "So I Married an Axe Murderer" qualifies as a cute but contrived comedy about a twenty-something poet with marriage commitment issues. Myers stars as Charlie Mackenzie, a San Francisco native who loves to perform his 'beat' poetry with a three-man band and a slide-show presentation in the background at coffee shops. Charlie's subject matter is his doomed relationships with women. He falls head over heels in love with the comely Nancy Travis and cannot take his eyes off her. Actually, Charlie has botched all his romantic relationships for one arbitrary reason or another because he fears marriage as a death sentence. When he isn't flirting with Travis, Myers plays his eccentric, opinionated Scottish patriarch Stuart Mackenzie who loves to deride his younger son for his enormous noggin. The elder Mackenzie calls it variously "an orange on a toothpick," "a virtual planetoid," and compares it to a Soviet spacecraft " … that boy's head is like Sputnik, spherical but quite pointy, at parts." Realizing how derisive that he is toward his son and the complex that he may be imparting to his youngest, he observes with mock sympathy: "Now tat was offside, wasn't it? He'll be crying himself to sleep tonight, on his huge pillow." Happily, Myers isn't dominate "So I Married an Axe Murderer" with his dual performance. Co-stars Amanada Plummer, Brenda Fricker, Anthony LaPaglia, Alan Arkin, Phil Hartman, Charles Grodin, a pre-"Seinfeld" Michael Richards, and Steven Wright contribute brief but memorable bits. When Myers isn't wrestling with the proposition of whether 'to wed' or 'not to wed,' he worries about his latest girlfriend and wonders if she isn't secretly a serial killer. "Miss Firecracker" director Thomas Schlamme must have seen the Alfred Hitchcock nail-biter "Suspicion" where Jon Fontaine feared that Cary Grant was a murderer. "So I Murdered an Axe Murderer" brims with hilarity and talent, but Schlamme and "In the Army Now" scenarist Robbie Fox never generate any genuine suspense. Nevertheless, this lightweight lark is still worth watching for Myers' genius and Fox's parody of cop movie conventions.When "So I Married an Axe Murderer" opens, Charlie is cruising around San Francisco in his maroon Volkswagen Kharman Ghia convertible searching for a Scottish delight known as Haggis. He spots a corner butcher shop "Meats of the World," strolls inside, and falls in love at first sight with Harriet Michaels (Nancy Travis of "Chaplin") who works behind the counter chopping up meat. Trouble enters paradise one evening at his parents' house when his loony mom, May Mackenzie (Brenda Fricker of "My Left Foot"), reads to him from her favorite tabloid "The World Weekly News" about a 'black-widow' serial killer who murders her husbands and then vanishes without a trace. When Charlie confides to his San Francisco Police Inspector friend Tony Giardino (Anthony LaPaglia of "Empire Records") that he dreads being with Harriet because she may be a murderer, Tony dismisses Charlie's anxiety as characteristic of all his affairs with women. Again, Charlie suffers from marriage commitment and in the past has blamed his break-ups on his girlfriends when in reality he is the cause of their botched relationships. Nevertheless, Charlie begins to link the murderers with Harriet's history of moving around the country and the unsolved murders of a Florida Russian Martial Arts expert, Atlantic City Lounge Singer, and Dallas Plumber Ralph Elliott. It doesn't help matters when Charlie awakens in bed with Harriet one night and she is screaming the name "Ralph!" Later that morning, Charlie receives a shock when he gets up and tries to slip into the shower with Harriet and is surprised instead to find her sister Rose Michaels (Amanda Plummer of "Pulp Fiction") taking a shower. Eventually, things get so bad that our paranoid protagonist breaks up with Harriet.Altogether, the comedy in "So I Married an Axe Murderer" overshadows the uneven mystery related to the serial killer.