Tag: Space Jam

Space Jam: A New Legacy (2021)

SPACE JAM: A NEW LEGACY (2021) *
I am not exactly sure why I decided to watch Space Jam: A New Legacy on a Saturday afternoon, following hot on the heels of the Disney live-action films Midnight Madness and Condorman.

I mean, I am not the biggest fan of the original Space Jam from 1996, basically a feature-length advertisement for the greatness of Michael Jordan with Looney Tunes and Bill Murray and Wayne Knight and everybody else guest stars or glorified cameos. Never thought it was all that great even back during the height of the Chicago Bulls — Space Jam came out Nov. 15, 1996, just a few months after the Bulls put together a 72-10 regular season and won an NBA title — and it has aged worse. Of course, it seems to have a major cult following, but then again, so does Howard the Duck.

Also, I have never been much of a LeBron James fan, since his arrival upon the scene in 2002. I’ve never cared for his style of play, his flopping and floundering about like he’s been shot when selling a foul despite the fact that he’s easily the size of an NFL tight end and bigger than most NBA players, his celebratory antics, his aping Michael Jordan from the shoes, money, and the uniform number to the chalk toss and now his very own Space Jam movie, his ring chasing and team hopping, and his outright hijacking of ESPN for the last two decades. He’s arguably been even more omnipresent in our lives than Jordan, one of the most famous people in the world during his glory days in the ’90s, given the social media factor.

For example, I liked and shared one LeBron traveling GIF, and the Facebook algorithms just won’t show me any mercy in the two or three years since. LeBron this, LeBron that, just because I thought it was funny to see LeBron travel across the desert with basketball in hand. Now, I have to see a brilliant quote like this one, I don’t give a fuck what nobody think. I’m him. I get shit for making the right play. Four motherfuckers on me. Motherfucker wide open right here. We are a team and I trust them. Why wouldn’t I have thrown it to them? I don’t care about the results. What?

Anyway.

You guessed it, Space Jam: A New Legacy is a $150 million and 1-hour, 55-minute advertisement for the greatness of LeBron James.

You can even play a drinking game with A New Legacy: Take a swig of the sauce every time you hear King James. It’s a lot safer than drinking every time they say Carol Anne in Poltergeist III or Cheech and Chong utter Hey, man in Up in Smoke.

I found very little to like in A New Legacy. A lot of the movie felt like watching a mash up of the plots from Hook and Space Jam. Also, the Looney Tunes more or less serve LeBron James and his greatness, aside from very fleeting isolated moments that don’t add up to any of the Looney Tunes shorts like Duck Amuck or The Great Piggy Bank Robbery or Porky in Wackyland or You Ought to Be in Pictures or any number of the brilliant shorts of the ’40s and ’50s.

Wile E. Coyote proves though he could be ideal halftime entertainment.

I absolutely hated what they did with all the Warner Brothers intellectual properties: Turn them into fans in The Big Game that closes out the picture. I mean, seriously, do you take King Kong or Pennywise for a basketball fan? I don’t see Pennywise cheering for anything. Come on, man. I didn’t catch Dirty Harry or Rick Deckard or Stanley Kowalski or Jack Torrance or Pazuzu in the crowd, but I sincerely hope that doesn’t mean we’ll see them in Space Jam 3.

I must admit to rooting for the villains, or the goons, during A New Legacy and found the greatest entertainment when they dunked on LeBron real good in the first half.

Of course, I understood the second half would take a dramatic turn and give us a great big happy ending for LeBron and his celluloid family. Wasn’t it cast in stone?

I just hope that LeBron (and his legion of fans) do not try and count his victory in A New Legacy toward his NBA titles.

Kingpin (1996)

KINGPIN (1996) Four stars

Over a period of a couple years in the late 1990s, there were two great bowling comedies released: The Farrelly Brothers’ KINGPIN and the Coen Brothers’ THE BIG LEBOWSKI. Granted, there’s far more to both movies than bowling.

A few of my friends and I watched these movies time and time again. They both played a central role in nearly a decade of regular Friday or Saturday or Sunday night bowling adventures at the Holiday Lanes in Pittsburg, Kansas. Alcohol helped too, although when the bowling alley banned outside cups, college student attendance dramatically took a dip. Eventually, though, our group sucked it up and put the money down on the watered down bowling alley beer.

A couple times during my writing career, I have mentioned KINGPIN. I reviewed ZOMBIELAND for the college newspaper and reunited Woody Harrelson and Bill Murray gave me an opportunity to reference their dueling comb-overs in KINGPIN. I just laughed thinking about it. I named KINGPIN one of my 10 favorite sports movies for The Morning Sun.

Harrelson plays Roy Munson from Ocelot, Iowa, the 1979 Iowa state bowling champion who embarks on a professional bowling career early on during KINGPIN. He’s a promising young bowler, but, unfortunately, he runs afoul veteran bowler Ernie McCracken (Murray), who cons rather than mentors the younger bowler. McCracken hated the fact that Munson beat him in bowling and in a con gone tragically bad, a gang of amateur bowlers take it out on Munson after they find out both he and McCracken are pros. McCracken gets away, of course, and leaves Munson to reap the consequences. Munson loses his right hand in a scene that’s very, very, very rough for a PG-13 comedy. It plays like a scene from a Scorsese gangster pic.

Seventeen years later, Roy Munson’s a real born loser in Scranton, Pennsylvania. Man, talk about down on his luck. He’s got a prosthetic hand and a major drinking problem. He sales bowling supplies, rather unsuccessfully, since nobody wants novelty gags in the men’s room any more. Munson is perpetually behind on his rent and that means his creepy landlady harasses the former pro bowler. They work out a debt solution I do not recommend and work in a Mrs. Robinson parody for tremendous sport Lin Shaye.

Speaking of sports, KINGPIN parodies the genre. Munson takes on a managerial role for Amish bowler Ishmael (Randy Quaid) and they decide to work their way to Reno for a $1 million winner-takes-all tournament to save Ishmael’s farm. Along the way, they gain Claudia (Vanessa Angel) and Roy and Claudia assume the roles with Ishmael that Jack Nicholson and Otis Young did with Quaid in the 1973 film THE LAST DETAIL. Needless to say, Ishmael gets hurt on the eve of the tournament in Reno, Munson makes his bowling comeback, and Munson and McCracken eventually battle for $1 million and comb-over superiority.

I find myself laughing throughout most of KINGPIN. Like the comedies of the Z-A-Z boys and Mel Brooks, or for that matter the Marx Brothers and the Three Stooges, I laugh twice at some of these jokes, a second laugh at the fact that I laughed in the first place. For example, I am laughing right now just thinking about Roger Clemens’ cameo playing a redneck named “Skidmark” and I have already mentioned Harrelson’s and Murray’s comb-overs.

Harrelson, Quaid, and Murray all have no problem looking absolutely ridiculous on screen, something they demonstrate time and time again for nearly two hours in KINGPIN. The Farrelly Brothers and the actors will stoop just that low for a laugh.

Murray has made a parallel career for himself with supporting roles and cameos, ever since CADDYSHACK. He’s done it with TOOTSIE, ED WOOD, SPACE JAM, WILD THINGS, COFFEE AND CIGARETTES, and, of course, KINGPIN, where he appears near the beginning and near the end of the picture. He just about walks away with the movie. Ernie McCracken is a real piece of work, crass, vile, womanizing, on down the line, but he seems to be a beloved figure within the movie. Of course. We love Murray and McCracken, and it’s the way he reads lines like “It’s a small world when you’ve got unbelievable tits, Roy.”

Of course, McCracken’s talking about Claudia, played by the lovely Angel. She is the discovery in KINGPIN, because we have seen Harrelson, Quaid, and Murray be funny before in several movies. At the same time, Angel could be seen on TV during her run on “Weird Science,” playing the character first essayed by Kelly LeBrock. She plays some of the same notes in both roles, with her delightful English accent and her sarcastic wit. It’s a joy watching her sock it to Munson and McCracken. It remains a mystery why Angel has never become a bigger star.

I recently talked about enjoying few comedies as much as NATIONAL LAMPOON’S ANIMAL HOUSE. Well, I just spent over 800 words on one of those few.