Showing posts with label hal needham. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hal needham. Show all posts

Monday, 2 January 2012

Smokey And The Bandit II (1980)

I know that I can often be sarcastic in my reviews. I can also sometimes be apologetic. There are moments of anger and occasional moments of rambling nonsense (okay, let's be honest, there are more than occasional moments of rambling nonsense . . . . . . . . . it's actually my preferred writing style). But I hope that people don't mistake the following for sarcasm or nonsense or even something that I'm going to apologise for. Smokey & The Bandit II is a bloody good movie, slightly superior to the first film and just a whole load of laughs in the company of great characters.

All of the main characters return, though not in exactly the same condition. Burt Reynolds is The Bandit, Jerry Reed is Cledus AKA The Snowman, Sally Field is Carrie AKA Frog, Jackie Gleason is Sheriff Buford T. Justice and Mike Henry is the witless Junior. Even Big Enos (Pat McCormick) and Little Enos (Paul Williams) return, if only to start things off with a job offer. Nobody wants alcohol moved this time. It's something much bigger than that. And much livelier.

Hal Needham is back in the director's chair and actually shows some skill he would seem to have hidden away for the majority of his career. The car stunts and action are, as you would expect, competently handled but this has a lot more to it than JUST fast cars and a load of chuckles.

The Bandit enjoyed showing off, he loved doing what he was best at, and he was/is very famous because of it. But that fame has changed him in ways that he doesn't want to inspect too closely and certainly doesn't want to admit to. He's been surrounded by the adoring fans, he released the unsuccessful song, he was a name synonymous with legendary deeds. And then he wasn't. The Bandit is stuck in a sad place, wanting to reclaim former glories while random people feel the need to tell him just what an asshole they think he is. And when he grabs an outspoken guy to try and show him the error of his ways, holding the man by the collar and insisting that he is an American sweetheart and a lovely guy and that everyone loves him, it's hard not to think of the reaction that any famous person can have when the fame, and the fandom, starts to dwindle. It's hard not to think that The Bandit is voicing something every actor could be tempted to yell out at one point. In fact, it's hard not to think that The Bandit is just saying something that Burt Reynolds himself may have felt at one time or another.

Perhaps I'm reading too much into the whole thing. Everything else in the movie is just fantastic, simplistic entertainment. Jackie Gleason, once again, gets all of the best lines and moments as the exasperated sheriff. Reynolds, Reed and Field all get on well and are joined by Dom DeLuise, giving a fun performance. And there's a finale that puts The Bandit in the heart of a scenario he almost yearns for before showcasing some truly excellent stuntwork with cars and big trucks. Many of the bigger stunts are "gags" but they're still impressive and you get a real feeling of danger from this mad display of demented driving. It was great to watch when I was a young lad and, although I had my reservations, it's just as great to watch now.

8/10

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Sunday, 1 January 2012

Smokey And The Bandit (1977)

I don't think it's unfair of me to start this review by saying that Hal Needham isn't really a great director. His background in stunt work showed through more than any technical aptitude or eye for any great moments of pure cinema but I also don't think it's unfair to say that he created some filmic fun while having plenty of laughs with regular star Burt Reynolds (who takes the lead in this movie, the sequel, the two Cannonball Run films and also Hooper). Smokey And The Bandit kept me entertained when I was a lad and my tastes were simpler and unrefined. It's a crude, juvenile film moving from one car stunt to the next and yet it remains entertaining in a way that makes you remember how you piled up all of your toy cars as a kid and got shouted at from your parents when they stood on a displaced wheel or side door.

Burt Reynolds is The Bandit, aided and abetted by his mate Cledus AKA The Snowman (Jerry Reed). The Bandit has accepted a bet to pick up and deliver a trailer full of beer over county lines within a pretty tight time limit. He will distract the police and scout ahead while Cledus drives the truck. Things get trickier when The Bandit picks up a runaway bride (Sally Field) and doesn't realise that she is being pursued by the jilted groom (Junior, played by Mike Henry) and, more importantly, his father (Sheriff Buford T. Justice, played brilliantly by Jackie Gleason). It's full pedal to the metal as The Bandit and The Snowman (with Frog now in their group) try to stay one step ahead of every Smokey on the route.

When I was a young lad the things I liked about Smokey & The Bandit were the following:
1) The Pontiac Trans Am, which (I thought at the time) was the best, coolest, fastest car ever.
2) The banter between Reynolds, Reed and Field.
3) Any scene with Sheriff Buford T. Justice being made to look foolish and berating his dumb son.
4) The dog that was sharing the truck cab with The Snowman.
5) The car stunts.
6) Little Enos (Paul Williams) and Big Enos (Pat McCormick).

But now I'm older, a man of the world with different tastes and an appreciation of finer cinematic fare. So, is there anything to like about it now? Well, the direction by Needham and the script, based on a story co-written by Needham and then developed by a few different folk, remain as disposable as I thought they were before I'd reached my teens. Yet the rest still works. I still love the car, though I now realise that it's not the best, coolest OR fastest. The banter is still fun. Sheriff Buford T. Justice is still a highlight, though I have no idea who the hell came up with lines like the following: "There's no way, no way that you came from my loins. Soon as I get home, first thing I'm gonna do is punch yo mamma in da mouth!"
The dog is still sweet, the car stunts are still enjoyable and sometimes impressive and the interaction between Little Enos and Big Enos is still amusing.

Which means that, all in all, I still enjoy Smokey & The Bandit for all of the same reasons that I used to enjoy it. It's held up surprisingly well, better than The Cannonball Run (for example), and remains a fun chase movie with Burt being a superstar and the stuntwork with cars, bikes and big trucks making up most of the better moments.

7/10

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