The Letterboxd synopsis for this is hilarious in its mundanity:
Two drifters bum around, visit earthy women and discuss opening a car wash in Pittsburgh.
I mean, wow - sounds great, right? They could have at least mentioned the monster belch Hackman rips after eating a bunch of KFC.
So sure, that description's not inaccurate, but it's like describing the Mona Lisa as "a painting of some broad in a dress." All the texture and nuance of the experience is…
I mean, c'mon. An American PRESIDENT being manipulated by an intellectually superior man to cause confusion and destabilize the country--that could never happen, not in a million years. It's simply too far out. Right? Right?
People who like to complain about Marvel for their scripts' snarky wisecracks ought to love this because there's much less of that here, and what remains is so half-hearted and bland they're barely identifiable as quips. The writing is very earnest and very on the…
Pretty tedious for the first half, but it did marginally improve in the second. I liked the fender bender scene with Godfrey Cambridge, Segal’s monologue in the cemetery, and Jessica Walter really going for it with that accent. (I can at least say it was more entertaining than Husbands.)
I mean...it's basically a 90-minute music video about going after what you want in life. That's what it's about. That and tight glistening buttocks.
At some point during this I became obsessed with how much Jennifer Beals' character must eat in the course of any given day. Can you imagine how many calories this chick must be burning? Welding, flashdancing, fucking, and riding that bike all over Pittsburgh? (And you know she has to walk that dog at some point.) It's exhausting.
