This was dumber than a box of dumb. It was so dumb, it should have been called The Eighth-Inning Guys. I was offended that it was this dumb so close to Ground Zero. Seriously, I was embarrassed for all involved. I was additionally sympathetically embarassed for men, women, cops, old people, and the homeless, among others. And I don't mean any of this in a good way. There was a dumb action movie called The Hard Way set in New York, and released in 1991. Comic buddy cop bullshit with Michael J. Fox and James Woods. Few think about that film from day to day. It was released, it was dumb, it sucked, and it was forgotten. This film will additionally slide down that same continuum of public awareness, but I thought of The Hard Way on my way home, thinking, "Man, The Other Guys sucked so much that The Hard Way would really make a nice palate cleanser right now." Maybe if you're kinda drunk or high or have the giggles going in this movie will reward any foggy good will you bring to it, but there was a scene where an old lady crossing the street with a walker is forced to be a go-between in sex talk between two other characters. Now, you may think OLD LADY + WALKER + SEX TALK = GOLDMINE OF COMIC GENIUS, but I was reduced to the sort of embarassed mortifications that I used to get watching Three's Company when I was 11. But that's me, right? No, I was in a theater filled with half-stoned, half-witted Baltimore teens, and I turned around and they were all kind of waiting for the scene to mercifully end. Three or four joined me in eventually putting their damn fingers in their stupid ears. If the rest of your day is a homerun, this is the film that will reach out and interfere with it while it's still in play, leading to a review, with your day eventually being sent back out the to base paths, where you still may have hopes for it, but instead find it disappointingly stranded on third, with Marky Mark chasing three jive-assed hanging sliders out of the strike zone.