As a chapter in their ongoing road tour of the frontiers between sado-masochism and true love, this film from Bobby and Peter Farrelly Brothers is just a diverting sidetrip. Jim Carrey's Charlie Baileygates is a Rhode Island state trooper whose wife (Traylor Howard) gives birth to triplets and then runs off with limo driver Shonté (Tony Cox), an African-American little person whom all but Charlie recognize as the triplets' father. Charlie raises the kids as his own. Some 15 years and a hilarious jump cut later, too-nice-guy Charlie snaps, becoming Hank, his long-repressed alter ego, a lascivious, sadistic asshole. When Irene (Renée Zellweger) is brought into the station on a warrant from upper New York State, both Charlie and Hank fall for her. What's missing here is commitment: the Farrellys fail to push either Hank's transgressiveness or Charlie's humiliation to the limit. On the other hand, Charlie's three sons steal every scene they're in, even from Carrey, and in the process they flaunt some of Hollywood's more offensive racial stereotypes.