Paul Blart: Mall Cop

Unmemorable, unfunny and unoriginal.

In places the plot sags a bit and some jokes don't quite hit their mark or tickle the funny bone as much as they're obviously meant to.

Shoot me now!

James makes a funny, likeable doofus, and the expansion of his girth since his hit sitcom The King of Queens is used to great comic effect.

This isn't brain surgery; this is daffy entertainment that plays to its strengths, with director Steve Carr trusting in James' deadpan earnesty

A couple of Segway jokes stretched to an hour and a half running time.

Kevin James' blend of fat jokes and hilarious physical comedy deftly masks story shortcomings.

James, who also co-wrote the script, is delightful as the well intended but frequently misguided Blart.

But it's not meant to be deep - it's intended as an easy-going laugh-fest and on that front it succeeds thanks exclusively to Kevin James's energetic performance.

Save for its dalliance with the everyman action movie, there's no surprises in Paul Blart: Mall Cop, another largely listless comedy from Sandler's Happy Madison production company.