Johnny Yune’s comedic stylings weren’t the most politically correct takes on race relations even way back in 1982. Now this movie is very, very dated. However, there are still a small handful of sort of funny bits of shtick scattered throughout this production. Overall, however, it comes across as a John Landis movie without John Landis. Arguably that’s a step in the right direction, but this is still strictly for those brain-dead weekends when you’re too tired to have taste. See if desperate
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