A soft, gentle, complete failure. We laughed so much, because most of the late middle of the movie was men changing vehicles: taxi to car to helicopter. Matt suggested that they’d fly the helicopter to a submarine, to a rocket ship, to a pogo stick!, and I laughed so hard I had to pause it. I got my wish for a cheesy 70s sex scene, which was as chaste and awkward as you could want. The end kept getting dumber and dumber before finally petering into a completely inappropriate song over the credits. But Mickey Rooney was in it, immediately before his rotund 80s period. This film keeps none of its promises, except that Gene Hackman is occasionally at full potency, so really, just watch The Manchurian Candidate instead.
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