As seems to be customary with Ben Stiller flicks, Zoolander is a bit of a mixed bag.
Stiller slips into the part of Derek Zoolander, the thick-as-a-post male model who first popped-up in sketch form at the VH-1 Fashion Awards in the late 90s. His OTT pouting and no-brain observations went down a treat in such appropriate surroundings, but piecing together 90 minutes worth of material not to mention working in some sort of plot from such skeletal beginnings is a different task altogether. As it happens, Stiller makes a valiant effort – but its a stretch.
When we join him, Zoolanders suffering something of a crisis. His 4 year run as Male Model of the Year comes to a painful end when sworn rival Hansel (Owen Wilson) scoops the coveted crown, shortly before his three best chums are killed in a bizarre petrol-fight accident. To make matters worse, a barmy fashion guru (Will Ferrell) is planning to brainwash him into murdering the Prime Minister of Malaysia. So, at the very least, you cant accuse this one of recycling old ideas.
The straight man (or to be more precise, woman) duties are handed to Christine Taylor as the investigative journo planning to expose the fashion world for what it really is. Whatever that might be.
Credit where its due, the films better moments are guffaw-worthy in the extreme particularly the catwalk duel,David Duchovnys brief appearance as an embittered hand model, and the growth of The Derek Zoolander Centre For Kids Who Cant Read Good. Owen Wilson is in fantastic form and Stillers comic talent has never been in doubt. Unfortunately, such heavily skit-led humour is always going to struggle to make a significant impact when asked to give itself the feature length treatment. Inevitably, jokes are repeated and what seems like a good idea on paper just doesnt have enough substance to pull it off.