This starts out as a madcap comedy about a bunch of zany misfits and dipshits working at an amusement park, and it's actually pretty damn funny. The part where they make all the black employees work the watermelon concession stand is one of the most hilarious, offensive things I've seen in a while. (I know that's redundant because "hilarious" and "offensive" are like synonyms, but I'm just trying to emphasize how funny it was.) Things get weird though when the guy who owns the place dies: first, the park clown (who already had a "nervous breakthrough" and wears his clown suit 24/7) shows up at the funeral in a black wig & black makeup and gives the most offensive eulogy ever, then the owner's widow sells the park to the mob and they start making all these changes that piss everybody off. Later, the dead owner's fucking ghost shows up and tells the clown that the mob offed him to get the park, so the clown decides to sabotage the place by shooting their new, replacement clown with a sniper rifle on opening day. This movie is full of all sorts of crazy, awesome shit, like the clown having a hallucination where he plays poker with the dead owner, Humphrey Bogart, and a puppet; KKK guys just chillin' at the park in their sheets and hoods; and Jan Hooks (AKA the hottest Saturday Night Live chick ever) in plenty of tight outfits. Too bad she never gets naked, and I know I say that a lot but I really mean it this time- Jan Hooks used to be one of the true emissaries of fine. It sucks how much she's hagged out since then. Seriously, what asshole let that happen?