Reviews by James C. Clark
This here movie started out well enough, but soon bogged down into an overlong search for a kidnapper that my wife spotted before it was half over. My advice is to make sure your fast forward button is in good shape before you begin. And now here is a bit of a spoiler: after 2 1/2 hours, you realize the title refers to the audiences who sat through this to the end.
This is the kind of movie that, once you commit yourself to seeing it through to the end, makes you realize your first reaction to eject it after about ten minutes was brilliantly perceptive.
The title of this review says it all.
It would be impossible to do this film justice in less than a thousand words, so I won't even try. It would be difficult, too, to say anything bad about a film that kept six viewers, of mixed ages from 24 through 70, hooting and hollering and laughing so hard that tears ran down their legs for almost a full hour and a half. But I will try to do that. This film is bad -- BAD! Dreadfully bad. Impossibly, hard to believe bad. You are forced to suspend belief in everything from weather patterns to the laws of physics to marine biology to exactly how low a sum of money a former star must have accepted to appear in this travesty. It is terrible with a capital T. Having said that, lurking within the stiff dialog and used-over-and-over scenes and the general dreadfulness of it all is one undeniable positive . . .
Yes, it has all the makings of a cult classic! People will probably return to midnight showings again and again, dragging along new friends each time, to experience what must be seen to be believed. This is the movie that will spawn a thousand jokes and spice up conversations for decades. A minor example: my wife said it is the kind of movie you can follow without hearing the dialogue or seeing subtitles. Yes, I said, but I would like to hear it for the character development. We laughed and laughed. See what I mean?
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