The disturbing - and not in a good way - 'Little Man' stars two Wayans brothers, Marlon and Shawn, is directed by an older brother, Keenen Ivory Wayans, and was written by the three aforementioned siblings. It's a family enterprise gone horribly wrong.

Recently paroled not quite three-foot-tall jewel thief Calvin 'Baby Face' Sims (Marlon Wayans' face superimposed on nine-year-old child actor Porco's body), steals a large diamond and, with the cops in hot pursuit, has to drop it into the bag of unsuspecting yuppie Vanessa Edwards (Washington). The unobservant Vanessa, who doesn't notice that she has a rock the size of a baseball in her high-fashion handbag, goes home to the suburbs, where she lives with her husband Darryl (Shawn Wayans) and grumpy father (Witherspoon), little realising that she's being followed by Calvin and his annoying partner in crime, Percy P (Morgan). To get the jewel back, Calvin dresses up as the most unlikely looking baby in film history and insinuates himself into the household.

Supposedly a comedy, there's a squirm-in-your-seat creepiness about 'Little Man' as Calvin uses his innocent disguise to molest women, whack men in the nuts and get himself into as much supposedly hilarious trouble as possible. If shoddily made rude slapstick, crude stereotype and a ridiculous level of suspension of belief is your viewing of choice - and there was evidentially an audience for the Wayans' 'White Chicks' - then you just might find that 'Little Man' is right up your street. But I definitely wouldn't recommend it. Life is too short to sit through a Wayans brothers' debacle.

Caroline Hennessy