Look, this is the kind of movie that gets greenlit because The Rock needs to pay for another mansion. It's not offensively bad, but it's aggressively forgettable—a 17% on Rotten Tomatoes tells you everything.
The premise (tough guy becomes tooth fairy) could've been charming, but the execution is lazy. Predictable jokes, tired physical comedy, and a message about believing in dreams that's delivered with all the subtlety of a hockey stick to the face. Your 7-year-old might giggle at the tutu gags, but you'll be mentally planning grocery lists.
It's safe, it's wholesome-ish, but it's also just... there. If your kid is obsessed with The Rock or tooth fairies and you've exhausted better options, fine. But there are dozens of family films from this era that do the same thing with actual creativity. This is rental-only, rainy-Sunday, 'I guess this is fine' territory.
The WISE score reflects reality: it won't hurt anyone, but it won't inspire anyone either. It's cinematic beige.





