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Let’s get this out of the way up front: The kangaroo raps. There are many low points in Kangaroo Jack, as one might expect, but the moment “Rapper’s Delight”—yes, Granny’s jam of choice in The Wedding Singer—came out of the sunglass-wearing Jack’s mouth in postproduction, someone should have taken away Jerry Bruckheimer’s wallet. The kangaroo isn’t in many scenes, but when Jack is onscreen with his red hoodie on, hiphop in the background—apparently, this ‘roo has flava—the movie is every bit as bad as you’d think. Happily, the rest of it isn’t. Kangaroo Jack focuses on its two human embarrassments, Charlie (Jerry O’Connell) and Louis (Anthony Anderson), who became friends after Louis saved Charlie’s life when they were kids. The problem is—and I bet you couldn’t see this coming—crazy Louis keeps calling strait-laced Charlie on that ultimate favor and getting him into all kinds of trouble! And thus Kangaroo Jack begins: Louis needs help delivering a few stolen TVs in a stolen van, multiple wrecks ensue, and the duo lead the feds to a warehouse belonging to Charlie’s stepfather, mob boss Sal (Christopher Walken). Sal is clearly displeased (you can tell—he’s Christopher Walken) and sends the two off to Australia to make a delivery of $50,000 in cash as punishment. After Charlie runs over a kangaroo, Louis puts his jacket, money in the pocket, on the seemingly dead animal to pose it for pictures…and you know what happens next. Kangaroo Jack suffers from many ailments, especially an excess of violence and awful jokes. The normally full-on-smarmy O’Connell, however, has flashes of comedic ability when he’s acting playful instead of smug, and Anderson, who will most likely be stuck in bubbly-best-friend mode for a while, adequately reprises his role from films such as See Spot Run and Two Can Play That Game and does his best to infuse charm into his oh-no! lines. If the many cartoonish crashes skirt the lines of kid-friendliness, this PG-rated flick throws all appropriateness out the window about three-quarters of the way through, with a stupefying waterfall scene in which cute-animal breeder Jessie (Estella Warren) bathes and then gets hot ‘n’ bothered over Charlie, whom she’s helping to recover what she believes is merely $4,000. Then again, this romantic development eventually pays off: Jessie’s dead-serious “You lied to me!” when the two are tied up by the bad guys looking for their 50 G’s is easily the movie’s biggest laugh. —Tricia Olszewski