For Spielberg aficianados only

Rating: 4/10 (12 September 2000)

Okay. Those of us who have seen this film are obviously divided into two groups: supporters and those who want to have the film killed by lethal injection. One might say there is no way to have a middle-of-the-road viewpoint. I submit that it is possible, because I have such a viewpoint.
I don't hate this movie. I don't love this movie. I laugh at some parts of it. I cringe at most parts of it. The bit about Dan Aykroyd becoming shell-shocked is inspired. The bit with Belushi's pants constantly squeaking because of his hidden toy is tedious. The final motorcycle chase is finely choreographed mayhem. The dance showdown is a chaotic, and worst of all BORING, mess. The Japanese submarine crew is almost an insult to intelligent audiences everywhere, especially to those of Asian descent. The unnecessary toilet jokes with Slim Pickens. The spectacular tracking shots with Belushi's fighter flying just yards above the city streets. I love it. I hate it. I can see what's wrong with it, but God knows how to fix it. I own it. But I hardly ever watch it.
I trust I have made myself obscure.