The only way this movie could be any more cartoonish would be if Tom Hanks and Shelley Long were given googly eyes during post-production. The Money Pit pours on the slapstick comedy -- pipes bursting, floors collapsing, equipment going awry -- at an exhausting pace, and a lot of it doesn't stick. It's the kind of manic material that was right up Hanks' alley early in his career, when nothing was too zany. But he pulls off the incredulous screaming required of him with a fair amount of energy and panache, all told. Long is equally broad, but also comes across well enough. The Money Pit will undoubtedly make homeowners cringe, especially those who fixed up their own properties, by sticking in their memories more than it should for envisioning their worst-case scenario nightmare. But the escalation of disasters eventually becomes tiresome, leaving one with the impression that it would have been a lot funnier if more subtle.