As of this December, it will be two years since Jim Carrey has appeared in a live-action movie. That’s not a good track record, especially since his last two films, 2008’s Yes Man and last winter’s A Christmas Carol didn’t turn out so well (the former brought in plenty of cash but was utter garbage while the latter struggled at the box office). For a guy who has been turning in movies almost every year since 1994, it’s a sign of the troublesome times, when a bankable, beloved star is too expensive to book and the many films that he has in development, including a Damn Yankees remake and a Where’s Waldo adaptation, continue to stall.
His slump may be coming to end, though, as various sources today reported that he is being courted by two major studios for new projects. First up, 20th Century Fox has approached him to star in the long-gestating adaptation of Mr. Popper’s Penguins. Everyone in the industry with comedic chops has circled the film at some point, from Ben Stiller and Jack Black to Owen Wilson, but Fox appears to have locked Carrey into the picture today. The film tells the story of a modest house painter who receives a penguin in the mail from Admiral Drake’s Antartartica explorations. One penguin turns into twelve and soon the Poppers find the only way to keep everyone fed and comfortable with a roof over their heads is to turn the penguins into performers. John Davis is producing and Mark Waters (Mean Girls) will direct.
On the other side of Tinsel Town, Pajiba is reporting that Summit Entertainment is cornering Carrey for a new comedy called Under Cover, about a recently divorced father who joins a “youthful cover band” to fund a custody battle against his ex-wife. Carrey could shine in this as an over-the-top stage hog, looking to thrill anyone and everyone who happens to give him the time of day. It sounds like a throwback to his Liar, Liar days, and as any fan of his will tell you, we want him to return to that level of greatness.
We’re also still anxiously awaiting the (wide) release of his dramedy I Love You, Phillip Morris, but we’re not holding our breath…