Sammy Kanin (Billy Crystal) is an agent on his last leg. His wife, Serena (Kathleen Quinlan) is leaving him and taking their kid, Nick (Zane Carney) with her. Upon arrival in Romania his last client gives him the boots and he wrecks his rental car. Sammy is saved from the wreck by a mysteriously huge pair of hands. Sammy wakes up in a monastery and soon learns that he was saved by Max (Gheorghe Muresan), a ward of the monks. Once he meets the 7'7" Max, Sammy is determined to get him in the movies and resurrect his own career. After a lot of convincing Max reluctantly agrees to act in a couple of movies, in return for being reunited with his long lost childhood love who now lives in New Mexico. Sammy now thinks that all he has to do is to get Max to Las Vegas so he can be in the new Steven Sagal movie and all of his problems are solved. That is until he learns about Max's medical condition.
There are about 3 minutes of laughs in this alleged comedy. Muresan's height loses it's humor after his first scene, yet the movie continually uses it for the main source of comedy. Muresan's grasp of english is rather poor, half the time he is unintelligible. Sammy is not a likable character and Crystal brings nothing to his portrayal of the manipulative jerk of an agent. Halfway into the film it changes from a not funny comedy to an even less funnny tearjerker. This sudden switch sends My Giant into a tailspin from which it never recovers. Crystal made this film in tribute to Andre the Giant with whom he worked on The Princess Bride with. That's very admirable, but if he wanted to make a touching film about a friend why mix it with a halfassed attempt at comedy. My Giant is a directionless film that tries to make you laugh and cry but accomplishes neither.
 
 
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