With a kid working on an ad campaign for God, the sequel in 1980, Book II, was as charming as a Charlie Brown cartoon and probably as good as these Oh God! movies were ever going to get, but the makers force things onwards with this threequel, making demands on an even older George Burns who has to play not just his cigar-chomping, wisecracking God but also a cigar-chomping, wisecracking, tap-dancing (!) Devil, both of them involved in the life of a rockstar wannabe who, thanks to not very good plotting, never really deserves the trouble he lands in and never seems to realise how much worse his poor "fill in" has it.
★★☆☆☆
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