As far as good humor goes, Dickie Roberts is kid stuff. Man-boy David Spade plays an aging, washed-up child actor whose big catchphrase was "That's nucking futs!" and now spends his time playing poker with other has-beens (the cameos in a gambling scene are priceless). But when a Hollywood producer tells Spade that he must relive his childhood to land a leading role, the movie nosedives from decent Tinseltown humor to warm-fuzzy family jokes and suburban slapstick.
Spade's venom-spitting hits the mark, sometimes, but a long stretch of wipeouts as he learns to ride a bike is useless. Sure, we'd rather have this than, say, another Joe Dirt, but if you pay full price for this flick you're nucking futs.