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The
Cannonball Run (1981)
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Director:
Hal Needham |
COUNTRY
USA |
GENRE
Comedy/Action |
NORWEGIAN
TITLE
Verdens
sprøeste bilrace |
RUNNING
TIME
95
minutes |
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Producer:
Albert S. Ruddy |
Screenwriter:
Brock Yates |
Review
Before
the days of critical global warming and hybrid cars, and before the
humourless Fast and the Furious series, there was Hal Needham and
Burt Reynolds who allowed themselves the freedom to make films in which
cars were the main ingredient and where the plot seemingly was
made up as the cast and crew went along. The shameless
happy-go-lucky spirit they demonstrated was infectious beyond the
contemporary critics' understanding, and while Burt Reynolds undoubtedly
spread laughter, his main and somewhat unique contribution was that he
provided the viewer with sheer happiness. In The Cannonball Run,
we get the added and delightful self-irony and meta-references which
makes this an enjoyable and awe-inspiring little goofball of a film.
As
with Smokey and the
Bandit, on a base level this is about racing and chasing,
which is amusing and exhilarating at its best, but repetitive and dumb
at its worst. In The Cannonball Run the two effects are scattered
evenly. Yates' script and Needham's unsubtle but industrious direction
provide us with stereotypes and stock characters in ditto vehicles. And
separately, neither the sheik (Farr), the Asians (Chan, Hui) or the
female racers (Barbeau) have anything interesting about them. But
combined, in the film's fast-paced, playful atmosphere, they all
complement each other neatly and give the all-star cast an impressive
diversity. Add to that a fair and well-adjusted amount of satire, and
you have the basis for this perfectly proportioned comedy that was once
slaughtered by the critics, but that has a deserved cult following
decades later.
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