Hurling, flatulence, jiggling breasts, the odd vibrator joke--all the elegant elements we've come to cherish in what is now, let's face it, the mainstream of American movie comedy--are present in BASEketball. So, of course, are the young TV masters of gross-out, South Park's Trey Parker and Matt Stone, being mentored through their major--all right, maybe we're stretching a point here--motion-picture debut by one of the genre's old masters, David Zucker, auteur of Airplane! and the Naked Gun epics.
So far, the news is good for the movie's core audience, the Clearasil crowd. The problem may be that Zucker, in his maturity--O.K.,...