Charlie and Phil take their kids to Camp Driftwood, a camp they attended as kids. Armed with no knowledge of the great outdoors, a dilapidated facility, and a motley group of campers, it doesn't take long before things get out of control.
If they decide to make Daddy Day Spa with Martin Lawrence and Jim Belushi, I don't want to hear about it.
Ebert & Roeper
August 14, 2007
Just horrible.
Watertown Daily Times
July 22, 2008
While the actors in Daddy Day Camp may be different, the tired and predictable storyline full of jokes involving urinating, flatulence, burping, vomiting and crotch shots remains the same.
There's no point being highbrow about a film that relies on the typical fart-puke-nuts-kaboom brand of family comedy, but [director] Savage's lethargic, impersonal approach can't even make Camp's gross-out moments appropriately revolting.
It all comes down to the "Olympiad," a battle of idiotic proportions between the two camps, and if you can't guess what happens next, this just may be the movie for you.
The juvenile actors come off as movie brats, and the pacing is slowed by treacly speeches about father-son bonding. As a child star on The Wonder Years, director Fred Savage worked with some of TV's best, but you'd never guess it from this.
Daddy Day Camp truly is a horrific mess. It's not really a movie for kids; it's a movie for kids by adults who don't have the slightest idea what makes a quality film for any audience ... puerile doesn't even begin to do it justice.
