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Good, because I can guarantee more time and thought went into that than the new Leslie Nielsen film 2001: A Space Travesty, which just manages to sneak in under the wire to qualify for worst film of the year. It will win.

2001 is a misguided, painfully inept attempt to recreate the dumb, funny magic of the Airplane and Naked Gun films, without the clever writing, fresh ideas or semblance of pacing.

Nielsen stars as Marshall Dick Dix (hahahahahahaha ... ha) a special agent who's assigned to foil a space-hatched plot to clone the American president -- Bill Clinton.

Nothing like being current.

Then again maybe the real reason the former president was used is because Clinton impersonators -- like jokes about him -- are going cheap. Real cheap.

In fact, so bargain-basement are they that the company which employs them will throw in impersonators of Hillary Clinton, Madonna, Prince, the Three Tenors, the Pope, and -- I kid you not -- Hulk Hogan so you can populate your astonishingly terrible film with at least some people that are recognizable.

Other than the whoopie-cushion loving senior citizen Nielsen, of course, who might actually regret having this filthy bomb on his resume.

Exactly how monumentally bad is this film?

You know those new 30-second commercials featuring Nielsen pratfalling his way through an insurance pitch?

Suck anything even remotely amusing -- or diverting for that matter -- out of it and stretch it into a numbing, migraine-inducing hour-and-a-half.

An hour-and-a-half of your life that you'll never, ever get back.

That is, sadly, the one real travesty here.

(This film is rated PG)

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