Pluto Nash (Murphy) owns a nightclub on the moon in the year 2087, and some gangsters want it. Murphy should save us all a lot of time, trouble, and wasted effort and hand it over. On the shelf for two years (and some good reasons), this steaming pile of "action-comedy" has nothing going for it. The performances are "collecting-a-paycheck" quality, the script and direction are a mess, and it's howlingly unfunny. If you avoid seeing one movie this year, make it this one.