Mac and Me Review

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A wrinkly alien lifeform (Mac) finds himself in the kind of Middle American suburbanite Spielberg's extraterrestrial magic visited. His mischievous friendship with wheelchair-bound Eric (Calegory) leads to stolen cola, mild physical comedy and little more, other than relentless corporate plugging.


Ostensibly a tale of a disabled youngster who befriends a bug-eyed alien, Mac And Me comes across more like a marketing man's fantasy with more product-plugging — McDonalds, Coke, Skittles — than the pages of the Sunday supplements. Brought to Earth with his family on a U.S. space probe, the creature of the title is separated from his wrinkly relatives in the chaos which greets their arrival.

Ending up in the suburban home of wheelchair-bound teen Eric (Calegory), MAC — an acronym for Mysterious Alien Creature — plagues the household by pilfering pop from the pantry and drilling holes in the front door. The plot contrives to allow the girl next door to work at McDonalds; for MAC and his parents (Big Macs?) to develop a penchant for the "Real Thing" — bet you didn't know Coca-Cola had (alien) life-preserving properties; and for the whole alien family to dress up and be sworn in as U.S. citizens.

The only satisfaction to be had is from the denouement. Since the film bombed in the States, one can rest assured that the onscreen promise of further adventures seems destined to remain unfulfilled. Thank heavens for small mercies

A mercenary display of product placement and a bad advertisment for filmmaking.