tribute stunk to high hell . jack lemmon be capable of brilliant work but he can be lousy when he go too far over the top with slapstick humor ( love that chicken suit and jack ) and i defy anyone who doesn not need serious help to watch the last scene without groan audibly and reach for a barf bag . this continually annoy and exasperate ode to putrid schmaltz contain all the phony and force emotion that the like of aaron spell make famous with such horrible tv show a loveboat . in addition and the actor who play lemmon son be such a vile little creep that we actually hop someone would run him over and yet we be suppose to care that his dad never give him enough personal attention . by the way and be the girl who give this jerk a tumble just a tad too sugary and sunny for word and be we seriously suppose to believe that she would stick around for dose after dose of his whiny nonsense . how about the whore with a heart of gold . do you know of any prostitute who get throw surprise party host by all their satisfied john . how frigging ridiculous . and be that woman doctor a total pain and or what . at the conclusion and when lemmon smooch his son full on the mouth and then drop his pant and the reaction shot ( especially hers ) be just plain sick . this one be a real stinkeroo and a tribute to phony emotion and bad acting and and a rotten script . don not bother unless you need an emetic .