I am no relative of Leslie Nielsen but I love this movie, every time I watch it I see something new. Sure some gags are strained but one star reviews ! No whahay. Like all these Naked Gun style movies the background is littered with throwaway visual jokes. Right from the opening Maurice Binder style title sequence with mishapes floating over Weird Al Yankovic singing the catchy theme tune. You go via the matey slapping contest with Robert Guillaume in the golf club,to assassin Alexandra Paul in a red negligee and the worst Russian accent until the next one appears in the movie, via Michael Jackson's hair fire, Ray Charles driving a bus, bypass the Sister Act routine that misses the mark, continue to a Macauley Culkin type getting what was well overdue for Home Alone, through Jurassic Park to the ACME rocket at the end. Maybe the Naked Gun style movie was wearing thin about this time. The fart joke is old hat and certainly adds nothing. Maybe you just have to be in a certain state of mind to watch it and see what I see. Maybe the fact that I love B & C grade movies has a bearing on this. If you want a tight scripted, star studded multi million dollar Oscar nominated spy movie look elsewhere, if you want fun, grab a few beers and relax.