And guess what? It's sort of about sports and real estate, offering very tangential echoes of AY. Turns out that a villainous developer named Walbridge wants to clear a Lower Manhattan neighborhood--improbably a commercial district populated with Israelis and Arabs--so it can "have its own indoor mall, with its own 300-foot tall rollercoaster."
"Don't talk to me about that dump," Walbridge says disparagingly about the salon run by Zohan's Palestinian girlfriend Dahlia. "I've got a huge, classy hotel standing there, and it's standing there staring at that cheap garbage. I want it staring at SuperCuts."
So how does Walbridge get the disparate members of the community out of their buildings? He sponsors an Israel vs. Lebanon competition in Hacky-Sack Mania.
And who are the villains? Rednecks dressed as Arabs. "It's a gift, messing with the Jews and the terrorists at the same time," one of the miscreants tells his patron. "Right now, we're scheduled to sabotage a black people's parade in Chicago, but we can move that."
The film is gleefully vulgar, Mariah Carey has a silly cameo, and the ending brings a goofy example of Middle Eastern reconciliation. It's not as informative as, say, Brooklyn Matters, but it's a lot more entertaining.
(See the comment for a link to Marshall Berman's mention of the film in a discussion about eminent domain and AY.)