I blacked out from the fumes coming off this thing

GNO THANKS!!!

Hey, you know what this great movie with an excellent cast and a hilarious Kevin Kline performance didn't need? To send the audience out with some casual transphobia!

Real shame because otherwise I liked this a lot.

Between this and Tremors, Ron Underwood really had a good thing going where he takes a genre (creature feature, western) and does a comedic take imbued with dusty desert sensibility and grounds it all with a bit of heart at the center.

Looking at his filmography it seems like it was just downhill from here really, which is a bummer.

Michael Ritchie's Fletch is an endlessly re-watchable -- and quotable -- comedy/action flick with a solid plot adapted from the book of the same name. The kind of movie that I can watch any day of the year (and in any mood) and I'll love it no matter what.

Borderline insufferable and grating; starts to finally build satisfyingly in the final 10/15 minutes only to completely and totally whiff the ending.

Shout out to the guy behind me who kept creepily whisper-talking "niiiiice" at any scene of violence.

Wait, no. Fuck that guy.