Be prepared to spend the first twenty minutes in humor hell, where several big name actors flop over gags that can't beat a rubber chicken on the funnymeter. Wait, I take that back, a ghoul with breasts on his head is pretty funny.

Adam is the daft third son of the current reigning devil. The older two sons missing a chance at dad's throne decide to escape on up to Earth, freezing the fiery gates to hell and leaving pops to decompose appendage by appendage for a full week. Adam is the only one who can save dad. He must bop on down to Earth, capture his brothers in a whiskey flask and bring them both back to Hell before the seventh day.

The film takes a break from being horrible once Adam gets "down to Earth." Here the film is still not good, but lovable despite - and the hearty-laugh to wincing-groan ratio improves as well. Several very funny bits coaxed audible chuckles from this narrow-eyed crowd. Managing to avoid a slip back into the horrible, "Little Nicky" never breaks into the excellent, or even the very good.

Sort of a "Dogma" lite (way lite), "Nicky" still may capture the amore of a certain party animal crowd just after they've mauled a refer-laced cake seeking only to satiate their craving for the less than silly. Perhaps it'll even become the next "Rocky Horror" - who knows?