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De Niro has fun, I think, because even though he's king of the walk, his fellow players are strong enough to enjoy the comedic volleys without competing for celebrity. Blythe Danner lets zany tendrils of hysteria peek from beneath her smooth gentility as Greg's prospective mother-in-law. Stiller's restless-Jewish-guy persona plays particularly well against the goofily laid-back, warped WASPiness of Owen Wilson as Pam's rich and oblivious ex-fiancé. And some of the zestiest scenes are throwaways: Anyone who has ever endured a commercial flight to anywhere will savor the brilliant sketch scenes in which an exasperated Greg faces the Martian implacability of Amy Hohn as a droid-like ticket agent and Kali Rocha as an unsympathetic flight attendant. Indeed, every character, from Big Daddy Byrnes to the town pharmacy clerk, is vibrantly drawn except Pam, the young woman over whom suitor and father are willing to wage war. Polo appears to be a graceful actress capable of projecting unflustered patience; Pam, alas, is a bland enigma wrapped in a turtleneck sweater. She's a bridal bouquet rather than a bride.
Meet the Parents doesn't sparkle like Vincente Minnelli's Father of the Bride. But with bubbly adult comedies at such a premium, it goes down like a flute of Champagne, leaving an aftertaste of giggles. B+
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