Originally titled Polk County Pot Plane and based upon an
odd true-crime story about Southerners who used a DC-4 to smuggle weed, this
mindless mélange of rampaging redneckery feels like something a bunch of
good-ole-boy buddies made for laughs on weekends. Although the picture has
decent production values, as seen in lengthy car chase scenes punctuated with
extensive property destruction, the cast comprises hapless non-actors and the
storyline is feeble. It’s also worth noting that the picture’s leading
characters, played by real-life brothers Bobby and Don Watson, are named
“Boosh” and “Oosh.” When combined with the fact that most of the characters in
the picture don’t even have proper names, you get a fair idea of the effort
that was expended on filling the film with fresh ideas. The gist of the piece
is that Boosh and Oosh run dope for mobsters who pay to operate the DC-4. When
Boosh and Oosh get busted after the noisy chase sequence that opens the
picture, the amiable criminals become pawns in a power struggle involving
mobsters and other smugglers. Yet this set-up is merely a thin excuse allowing
the filmmakers to generate vignettes of, say, an 18-wheeler blasting its way
through a mobile home and causing an explosion of glass and lumber. With their
jeans, T-shirts, beards and unruly hair, the Watson brothers look as if they
should be roadies for the Marshall Tucker Band, while the folks playing cops
and criminals seem like neighbors and relatives of the filmmakers who were
persuaded to mug inertly while cameras rolled. About the only performer who
registers as having a discernible personality is the fellow playing the unnamed
DC-4 pilot, because he gets to utter such choice lines as, “I’m gonna get down
to the meat of the coconut.” (Translation: “Let me get to the point.”) Adding
to the overall sloppiness of the movie is a chaotic score that includes
everything from rinky-dink piano music straight out of the silent-film era to
rumbling Southern-fried funk that lays delicate flute melodies over chunky
R&B grooves.
In Hot Pursuit: LAME
excellent review as always Peter. I have this in a box set as In Hot Pursuit and throw it on once in a blue moon. There's certainly worse. Maybe "funkily lame" ha ha.
ReplyDeleteI have the master copy of this movie.
ReplyDeleteDo you still have the master copy? My father was the pilot that flew the plane. "JT" in the movie.
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