This is one bizarre fuckin movie, let me break it down - Chevy and Demi end up in an old junkyard mining town which is populated by a noseless white hotdog eating Dan Akroyd, cross dressing John Candy and a rollercoaster called bonestripper (with it's own themesong) Chevy and Demi must escape from the trap filled funhouse that is Dan Akroyds mansion.
I have an interest in movies directed by actors, it's a strange phenonemon as if dressing up and pretending to be someone else suddenly also qualifies you in the art of directing (money also helps). I admit sometimes it's justified (Sean Penn) but most times it's a vanity project.
This is Dan Akroyds first and only stint behind the camera, apparently this didn't do very well, it seems like he is going for a Romancing the Stone/The Burbs feel but it ends up that gross browny grey colour you get when you mix all the paints together.
There are highlights including the condiment train, spotting a young Tupac Shakur and the cool poster by Boris Vallejo however there's plenty more lowlights including major factors like story, direction and writing.
I don't understand the appeal of Chevy Chase and his humour seems to consist of making lame comments to himself. Dan Akroyd just doesn't appreciate any kind of subtlety and the over the top scene featuring his penis nosed judge playing the electric piano with Digital Underground is a cringe inducing embarrassment.
NO - the humour is so childish that it's insulting.
