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Hot Shots! — a movie so proud of itself that it absolutely, positively must end its title with the king of all punctuation marks, the exclamation — makes me proud to be a guy. I mean, I'm a man when I have to be; for instance, when there's a 20-ton woolly mammoth threatening my female or my lazy-boy. But being a guy is just more fun. We have better remote controls, and we get to genuinely enjoy dumb movies whereas men have to frown in pretend disgust and then feast upon Great Expectations, trying all the while not to consider lighting themselves on fire. As a guy movie, Hot Shots! takes not even the opening credits with a straight face, and lays on the parodies thick and juicy like a choice cut t-bone steak. Mmm... steak. Most notably throwing rubber chickens as its inspiration, the 80s bang-em-up Top Gun, Hot Shots! manages to slide in a few welcome nods to everything from Nine and a Half Weeks to Dances With Wolves. Unlike The Naked Gun, this isn't just Charlie Sheen's show; it's an entire slew of deranged characters bringing life to the party. Topper Harley (riding in on the bike, of course) is laced with the wit and eyebrows of Chuck "Did someone say cocaine?" Sheen, whose comedic performances far outdo anything serious he's ever done. Topper is reenlisted by the generic NAVY to fight a generic IRAQ ENEMY and save the day. Joining him is the antagonistic Kent (Cary "You Wish" Elwes), the sight-challenged Wash Out, Dead Meat as the lucky family guy no one likes, and Kirsty Swanson in a bra. Indeed. For no reason, other than to make original Buffy lovers happy. Leading them all is the late great Lloyd Bridges as Admiral Benson, who has had nearly every body part replaced by something odd after every war. The jokes are about as sophisticated as the Larry doll I have on my desk that farts and shakes when you squeeze his finger, but that's well-served to those of us who just need something that's out to make us laugh, and nothing more. I still find the need to wipe a happy tear away from chuckling at everyone in the barracks suddenly finding out they're related to each other, or when the movie shows Wash Out's vision from his perspective, or when the Iraqi pilots are chatting away in funny random English words thrown together. While extremely funny and in mostly poor taste, this Hot Shots! was actually outdone by its offspring (which had a much larger field of parody to draw from). Take it from a fellow Fluffy Bunny Feet, this is a terrific way to guzzle down the empty calories of hilarity when you're not being forced to savor mineral water (Ack).
Hot Shots, though: great fun. Or good fun, at least. The motorcycle/tree gymnastics sparring scene has always stuck with me, as well as a lot of the “let me prove I’m more rebuilt than Darth Vader” Bridges schtick. But Hot Shots is missing some vital ingredient that makes it unforgettable, like your Airplane or Naked Gun. That isn’t to say it’s not worth checking out, or even buying (I got my DVD for #5.50 at the evil place!). It’s solid, consistent entertainment, and Valerie Golino is hotness. Plus, it’s funny funny funny! I remembered it not being as strong as even Naked Gun 33 1/3, but time has been kind and it still holds up. Nice! Hot Shots: a good film pretty much devoid (unless my memory cheats) of Saturday Night Live alums. And isn’t that a great thing, sometimes? Check it out, because spoof humor is pretty extinct nowadays and I don’t think we’re going to get any more for a long time to come. And check out that sequel, too: longer hair on Sheen means longer laughs for you and me!
Is It Worth Staying Through End Credits?
Intermission! [some sources: IMDb]
Groovy Quotes
Guy who's dad shot his father: If it helps, I didn't have seconds.
Admiral Benson: I slipped on a crab. Who put that crab there?
Admiral Benson: I would like to thank you for having us over for dinner last night. Cheryl and I thought the stroganoff was wonderful.
Topper Harley: You have the whitest white-part-of-the-eyes I've ever seen. Do you floss?
Kent Gregory: That flying stunt today was pure madness. If there wasn't a lady present, I'd tear you apart like Christmas goose.
Admiral Benson: My eyes are ceramic. Caught a bazooka round at Little Big Horn. Or was it Okinawa? The one without the Indians. Topper Harley: Playing to lose is like sleeping with your sister. Sure she's a great piece of tail with a blouse full of goodies, but it's just illegal. Then you get into that whole inbred thing. Kids with no teeth who do nothing but play the banjo... eat apple sauce through a straw... pork farm animals. Admiral Benson: Pete 'Dead Meat' Thompson is dead. So is Mo Green, Tataglia, Barzini, the heads of all the five families. It is at moments like these, my dear friends, that we must ask ourselves: "How can this not be part of some larger plan?" Do good men like Dead Meat Thompson just blink out one day like a bad bulb? I mean, one minute you're in bed with a knockout gal... or guy, and the next, you're a compost heap. Doesn't that bother any of you? Because it scares the living piss outta me!
Topper Harley: Those are some long legs...
Benson: I look out there on all you wonderful guys and I say to myself "What I wouldn't give to be 20 years younger ... and a woman". You know, I've personally flown over 194 missions and I was shot down on every one. Come to think of it, I've never landed a plane in my life.
Topper Harley: So ... I guess you've been with a man before...
Admiral Benson: You risked the lives of some damn fine pilots ... and that's my job!
Topper Harley: Interesting perfume.
Topper Harley: I've fallen for you like a blind roofer.
Lt. Commander Block: American planes will always be superior as long as there are wonderful men like you in the cockpit. And German parts. Soundtrack Review
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