The worst movie for (Peter Falk) yet. Or rather the worst movie for anyone who participated in it. I couldn't believe how these fine actors made such a disgrace to their names, I couldn't believe this movie's amount of silliness, and I couldn't believe the clumsy way it dealt with its treasures!
Originally, the idea of 4 old men on a mission, on the road, is fabulous. But this script, along with this directing, not only wasted it all, but presented what wasn't even convincing to follow. The characters themselves are boring; (Rip Torn) is drunken, (George Segal) is windbag, (Bill Cobbs) is Hmmm.. the sax player!, and (Peter Falk) is the father of the bride, and that's - sorrowfully - it! Incredibly it didn't give us more, or utilize that itself to make comedy. The situations are so unfunny. It got one of the driest sense of humor I've ever seen, and you'd wonder all along: "Comedy? What Comedy?". There is a snapshot in which we witness the quartet just laughing in the bus, you have to ask yourself: "What did they laugh about?!", simply the sluggish script didn't fatigue itself to invent a good joke to be said, or to relate us to these guys' talking, or to make memorable anything out of them in the first place!
By the way, hadn't occurred to you the question about how this rapper was happily married with kids, while living among bimbos all the time?! Or if that wretch bum, (Billy Burke), is that genius in the field of recording, or rather sound engineering, why he didn't work earlier?! Or how this very character "planned the whole thing" as (Falk) says at the end?! Or how awful the homo Thelma & Louis's subplot - and actors - seemed, how easy everything had been solved with the wealth of the rapper nephew, and how they got the nerve to release THIS cinematically?! I have no idea!
Director (Mharlie Picerni), who's originally a stunt man since the early 1960s, thought mistakenly that he was making a rap music video. So, in great loyalty, he shot the whole thing with snapshots, girls in swimsuits, and an ACTUAL rap singing! In terms of that, (Picerni) kept cramming naked girls, every 5 minutes on the screen, till that became the point!
I felt real anger with it, because I adore these old-buddy movies. I pursue this kind, and enjoy its difference. I have a list of them, and it's not long as basically these movies are rare to make. So with mostly 4 elderly men in action, there were: (The Wild Geese - 1978), (The Sea Wolves - 1980), (Ghost Story - 1981), then the next wave (The Crew - 2000), (Space Cowboys - 2000), or even a girlie version like the made for TV (These Old Broads - 2001). Whatever the genres, the stars, or the quality, (Three Days to Vegas) will be in the bottom of this list, without one iota of doubt.
While he's one of my favorites, I'm mad at (Peter Falk). Although it has a great deal of vitality, and boldness, to be the lead of a movie at the age of 80 (yes, he was 80-year-old at the moment!), but he looked like an idiot for most of the time, missing his old wittiness, longing for the chance - any chance - to star a movie at that age, where he really did nothing but partying all the time, being amongst scantily-clad extra girls; as if he was assuring a point of view said by his character in one scene about (George Segal)'s manners with the strippers: "He could do this, or he could be dead out of oldness!". However, to tell you the truth, nothing was deader than this movie itself!
Originally, the idea of 4 old men on a mission, on the road, is fabulous. But this script, along with this directing, not only wasted it all, but presented what wasn't even convincing to follow. The characters themselves are boring; (Rip Torn) is drunken, (George Segal) is windbag, (Bill Cobbs) is Hmmm.. the sax player!, and (Peter Falk) is the father of the bride, and that's - sorrowfully - it! Incredibly it didn't give us more, or utilize that itself to make comedy. The situations are so unfunny. It got one of the driest sense of humor I've ever seen, and you'd wonder all along: "Comedy? What Comedy?". There is a snapshot in which we witness the quartet just laughing in the bus, you have to ask yourself: "What did they laugh about?!", simply the sluggish script didn't fatigue itself to invent a good joke to be said, or to relate us to these guys' talking, or to make memorable anything out of them in the first place!
By the way, hadn't occurred to you the question about how this rapper was happily married with kids, while living among bimbos all the time?! Or if that wretch bum, (Billy Burke), is that genius in the field of recording, or rather sound engineering, why he didn't work earlier?! Or how this very character "planned the whole thing" as (Falk) says at the end?! Or how awful the homo Thelma & Louis's subplot - and actors - seemed, how easy everything had been solved with the wealth of the rapper nephew, and how they got the nerve to release THIS cinematically?! I have no idea!
Director (Mharlie Picerni), who's originally a stunt man since the early 1960s, thought mistakenly that he was making a rap music video. So, in great loyalty, he shot the whole thing with snapshots, girls in swimsuits, and an ACTUAL rap singing! In terms of that, (Picerni) kept cramming naked girls, every 5 minutes on the screen, till that became the point!
I felt real anger with it, because I adore these old-buddy movies. I pursue this kind, and enjoy its difference. I have a list of them, and it's not long as basically these movies are rare to make. So with mostly 4 elderly men in action, there were: (The Wild Geese - 1978), (The Sea Wolves - 1980), (Ghost Story - 1981), then the next wave (The Crew - 2000), (Space Cowboys - 2000), or even a girlie version like the made for TV (These Old Broads - 2001). Whatever the genres, the stars, or the quality, (Three Days to Vegas) will be in the bottom of this list, without one iota of doubt.
While he's one of my favorites, I'm mad at (Peter Falk). Although it has a great deal of vitality, and boldness, to be the lead of a movie at the age of 80 (yes, he was 80-year-old at the moment!), but he looked like an idiot for most of the time, missing his old wittiness, longing for the chance - any chance - to star a movie at that age, where he really did nothing but partying all the time, being amongst scantily-clad extra girls; as if he was assuring a point of view said by his character in one scene about (George Segal)'s manners with the strippers: "He could do this, or he could be dead out of oldness!". However, to tell you the truth, nothing was deader than this movie itself!