This isn't so much a movie as a parody of one, the kind of thing people in movies about the movie business pitch as outrageous, inept ideas when going for the cheap and quick giggle. Only in fake movies do people float the notion of pairing Samuel L. Jackson and Eugene Levy, with the former as an angry Detroit cop out to avenge the death of his crooked partner and the latter as a Midwest dental-equipment salesman in town to make a speech who winds up riding shotgun with Jackson. God knows that would never happen at a real movie studio in the real world. No way, unh-unh. Except, of course, just this one time. What's truly galling about The Man is how its creators, and former SCTV cast member Levy, come from backgrounds that would suggest they know better than to make such slipshod dreck. Indeed, this is the very kind of lame-brained folly Levy and his SCTV cohorts used to mock on their old show; now it's how he makes rent.