The YouTube phenomenon about the teenage dork called Fred with the speeded-up voice has been expanded to a feature-length movie: and it's an ordeal worthy of comparison with Tom Green's notorious comedy Freddy Got Fingered. The big deal is that voice: an ingenious trick on the web perhaps, but here it wears thin after the first billionth of a second. It sounds a bit like Pinky, or perhaps Perky, or possibly Gene Wilder's moment of hysteria in The Producers. ("My blue blanket! I'm wet! I'm wet and I'm hysterical!") There is one sort-of reasonable joke about the Marriott hotel. Otherwise this is one to miss.