I'm stunned that someone actually green-lighted this movie. I'm even more stunned at the fact that I paid real money to see this movie in a theater when it first came out. They try to breathe life (pardon the pun) into the already played-out premise of carting a dead body around, by giving Dead Bernie the power to walk via voodoo. The ENTIRE move is hung on that premise, with predictably lame results. Man, where do I start? The silly, repetitive "island" music that plays every time Bernie shuffles into a scene? The amazingly stupid, pop-eyed expression Andrew McCarthy wears throughout the film, like he's auditioning for the white-boy Mantan Moreland role (hard to believe that just a few years earlier, he put in a sensitive, complex performance in "Pretty In Pink". This movie buried him in Hollywood)? The seemingly tacked-on "Jamaican Princess" love interest scenes, a woman who in reality would never have anything to do with those two idiots? I laughed out loud exactly ONCE during this film: near the beginning, when two vacationing soul brothers wander into a voodoo ceremony, mistaking it for a party. One of them walks up to a worshiper in the throes of a voodoo spell, and yells, "Yo, Homes, where's the Scotch?" Other than that, this movie is a yawn festival. Avoid at all costs, and definitely don't pay to see it, like I did.