Picks and Pans Review: Into the Sun
Cross The Hard Way with Top Gun, add a subplot featuring vicious Arab soldiers, toss in two leading men whose combined star power couldn't illuminate a shoe box, and you have this motley specimen.
A comedy-adventure, Into the Sun has a plot that closely resembles The Hard Way: A Hollywood star (Hall) encounters real-life danger while hanging out with an Air Force pilot (Paré) to bone up for a role. The movie's aviators-as-studs atmosphere and aerial daredevil sequences could be outtakes from Top Gun. Never let it be said that they don't make 'em like they used to.
Directed with no special flair by Fritz Kiersch, the film is hamstrung by a soporific script. Hall (Edward Scissorhands), long past his teen-nerd roles in Sixteen Candles and The Breakfast Club, works frenetically but lacks the charm and sexual oomph needed to convince viewers that his character is a Costneresque star. Paré, who has never managed to transcend his matinee-handsome looks, is simply one big, boring slab of poster board.
Also in the film are Deborah Maria Moore (Roger Moore's daughter in a lukewarm performance) and Terry Kiser, who shines as Hall's sleazeball agent. In Sun's lone truly funny scene—let me save you the price of admission—Kiser repeatedly shouts "F--- you!" into the telephone only to sign off sweetly, "OK, Mom, I gotta go." When swearing at Mom is the best joke in a movie, you know you're in trouble. (R)