Starring Hyung-rae Shim and Harvey Keitel. Rated PG.

Are the Three Stooges too sophisticated for you? Do you have a hard time distinguishing between the wit of Oscar Wilde and Benny Hill? Do the table manners of turkey buzzards strike you as excessively refined? If your response to all three of these questions is “yes”, then The Last Godfather is the perfect yukfest for you.

This is because low comedy doesn’t get much lower than this, or dumb comedy much dumber. Obviously tailored as a means of introducing North American audiences to Hyung-rae Shim, one of South Korea’s most popular “funnymen” (apparently, this writer/director/star is also a prize-winning computer wiz), The Last Godfather probably won’t make him Hollywood’s next Jackie Chan. Just one in a series of Younggu movies (think Lou Costello less Bud Abbott), this latest effort is a painful pastiche of the first Godfather movie. Don Carini (Harvey Keitel in Marlon Brando makeup) decides to rescue his long-lost son from the Korean orphanage where he’s been languishing for decades. Although Younggu seems ill-suited for the Mafia lifestyle, the head of the clan decides to make him his heir apparent anyway, much to the dismay of everyone except Nancy (Jocelin Donahue), the cute daughter of Carini’s arch-enemy, Don Bonfante (Jon Polito).

You can probably guess the rest.

As an actor, Shim combines the least appealing characteristics of Fatty Arbuckle, Jerry Lewis, and Curly. If his character had been created by a white filmmaker, said malefactor would have been run out of town for racism—and rightly so.

To be sure, there is such a thing as local comedy, and this genre does have a place in the global filmmaking community. Sometimes, however, such confections are better left at home. The Last Godfather is a case in point.