It is a sure sign that the movie you are watching is of a certain quality when the first thing you see is a pair of robbers stuffing recently fired machine guns down the front of their pants. Another indicator is when one of the 2 major leads gets offed 20 minutes into the movie, but obviously plans to remain in on the the action till the credits roll. Given that quick gear shift and mental readjustment, this is actually a pretty enjoyable piece of fluffy silliness.
We certainly have some solid actors slogging through this dime store quality dialogue as if it were Shakespeare, right alongside a few actors (ahem!) more noted for their one dimensional efforts. That actually adds to the charm, really.
During the dressing down by the Police Captain, I really expected him to shout that Detectives Roger Mortis (!) & Doug Bigelow were on “Double secret probation”. Alas, they missed out on that opportunity. They did make up for it, in spades, with the scene in the Chinese grocery. Ducks, & cows, & dead men, oh MY! After the shower scene denouement with Lindsay Frost, it was almost a surprise not to see Bobby Bowfinger listed as Director when the credits rolled.
Dubious one-liners, moderate acting, one or two decent cameos, and fairly silly special effects add up to slightly less than an hour and a half of mild amusement alternating with outright laughter and the occasional nose snort.
Not a bad film to revisit every few years and kill some time with.
So you’re flipping channels, late at night. News…flip, flip…late show…flip, flip…cartoons…flip, flip…low budget horror flick. Just as your finger is inching towards the channel button, you see — wait for it — David Copperfield. WTF? Okay, just for curiosities sake, now you gotta watch. You’re hooked. Sit back and enjoy the indiscriminate slaughter of a motley collection of fairly unlikeable college kids by the requisite lunatic in ever changing masks & costumes. I must admit, it was novel to see Groucho Marx off a monk. It didn’t hurt that a scream-queen era Jamie Lee Curtis was the designated survivor. And then there was David Copperfield. Seriously, WTF? As a bonus, bear in mind that at least one dude looks like a lady. Much like Forrest Gump, that’s all I have to say about that.
An experience everyone should have, preferably in a full participation setting, at least once in their life. I have spent my last 25 consecutive New Year’s Eves with these kooks. You will laugh, you will cry, you will dance the Time Warp. You will mix with the unconventional conventionists. You will see the floor show. You will have Meatloaf for dinner. Don’t forget your rubber gloves (pink for preference), newspapers, water gun, rice, noisemaker, and depending on your level of participation, a small list of other things. For the truly adventurous, don’t just dream it….BE IT. The web is full of costumes, grab one and hop up on the stage or in front of the screen. Trust me, you WILL NOT stand out unless you just stand there.