Granted, it doesn't take much to improve this sorry adaptation of the classic board game, but Jeremy Irons' classic example of scenery chewing here makes the film occasionally watchable for a few scenes. Though Irons is always a great fit as a villain, here he's at perhaps his most untethered and restrained ever, clearly realising that he's in a dud, and just having fun with the horribly clichéd script. Camping it up for the cheap seats, he seems to be just about the only person in the film who gets the joke, whereas the likes of Justin Whalin, Marlon Wayans and Thora Birch treat things with an unsavoury self-seriousness that doesn't help things at all. Simply, Irons transforms a film that would otherwise be intolerable without alcohol into an occasional laugh riot with his pricelessly over-the-top performance that's about one step away from winking at the audience.