/*Jim Carrey*/ plays a ruthless businessman and divorced dad whose own father, an explorer, surprises him in death by leaving him six penguins. Initially, Carrey's character wants them gone until he realizes the birds may help him re-build his own family.
So the penguins become residents of one very cold New York City apartment.
I think it's pretty clear this film is aimed at the younger set, but it also has elements that should appeal to mom and dad, too.
Carrey shows us he was built to entertain as the ringmaster of this circus. The always good Carla Gugino, as his understanding ex-wife, continues to build one of the most diverse resumes around. And Angela Lansbury is a kick in a supporting role that's key to the story.
While adults may not be as charmed as the kids, when it was over, I realized it got me, delivering a simple yet satisfying ending.
One of the characters, as written, talks in a lot of words beginning with "P." For adults, I suspect that'll get old for you in no time.
I think this is one of those movies where you'll hear kids giggling away in the audience. And sometimes, that brings out the child in all of us. "/*Mr. Popper's Penguins*/" is nothing more than a little innocent fun.
