There’s genius, somewhere, in the idea of casting Jim Carrey against a mini-flock of penguins: Their stiff, flapping carriage is its own kind of grace, and Carrey — when he’s not mugging, or getting whacked in the nuts with a soccer ball — is still among the most gracefully physical of actors, no matter how many dud movies he makes.
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REVIEW: Toned-Down Jim Carrey Mostly Pulls Off Mr. Popper’s Penguins
