dir. Donald Petrie
It’s not even Little Italy in New York. It’s set in Toronto. Okay. The confusion only escalates from there, with such madnesses to contend with as: the saga of two warring, neighbouring pizza restaurants; a septuagenarian love story; a professional chef who never cooks; Hayden Christensen’s unrecognisable Italian accent; Hayden Christensen’s unrecognisable face; a pointless one-on-one football game in the middle of the night in the rain; a bitchy and pompous air stewardess set up as the film’s antagonist, only never to return again; a strange man who wanders into family gatherings and sniffs women’s shoes, only never to return again; and most damning of all, alleged professional pizza-makers producing some of the worst looking pizzas the world has ever seen. You’d never have thought that Little Italy could be big enough to fit so much bewildering nonsense.