Envisioned as a final chapter in the long-running series, The Man Called Flintstone falls into the same trappings of many TV-to-film adaptations, labouring itself with the most obvious jokes (when the characters go out for an Italian meal, it's inevitable that they'll be eating pizza) and tacked-on musical numbers. Thus, it fails significantly at bringing to mind the endearing traits of the TV show.

My memory might be hazy, but I don't remember this being good.