They don’t come much feebler than this slapdash, formulaic comedy thriller, which teams a very tired looking Burt Reynolds (and a very tired looking hairpiece) with a kid (Norman D. Golden II) who’s supposed to be cute as a bug and seems to be reading his lines off teleprompters. (Ruby Dee, as his grandmother, is the only one in the cast who doesn’t seem locked into a TV-style delivery.) With Ray Sharkey, Holland Taylor, and Frank Sivero; directed, if that’s the word, by Henry Winkler from an Arne Olsen script. (JR)