Watching this is like spending the evening at Wrestlemania: The movie is loud, crude, full of pratfalls, and its bulky leading man (Farley) has resplendent blond tresses that nearly steal the show.
Farley and Spade team up here again after last year's Tommy Boy. The formula is the same: the big, stupid lug with a heart of gold who can't stay out of trouble, and the sneaky little guy who keeps him in line. This time, Farley's antics threaten the campaign of his older brother (Tim Matheson), who's running for governor. "He's like Roger Clinton, Billy Carter and Ronald Reagan's whole family rolled into one," moans Matheson's aide after Farley has accidentally mowed down parking meters with a campaign truck and scared the Geritol out of senior citizens with his enthusiastic proselytizing for his brother: Indeed.
Farley strives mightily, but there is nothing delicate about his clowning—it's like watching Baby Huey audition for MTV. Spade has a couple of snappy lines ("Is there an Opie convention in town?" he asks a carload of freckled redheads), but mostly he just seems snide. (PG-13)