Steve Martin's first network special for NBC. The show is half concert footage (shot at the Universal Amphitheatre in LA) and half sketches. Sketches include: Martin as "Turtle Boy," ... See full summary »
With the help of a talking freeway billboard, a "wacky weatherman" tries to win the heart of an English newspaper reporter, who is struggling to make sense of the strange world of early-90s Los Angeles.
Richard E. Grant
This video contains three segments: First, the Oscar-nominated short The absent-minded waiter (1977), then a fake interview with Steve Martin about his art (comedians-segment) and finally a... See full summary »
Seattle television commentator Martin Crane has a domestic life worth reporting on air. Notable character innovation: a teenage son who operates very successful businesses from his room and makes loans to his parents.
Never in my life have I ever seen such a pile of garbage!
How can you take a classic and try and make a TV sequel out of it? I only saw half of this movie (I'm still trying to watch it, though it's painful....very painful) and I haven't even attempted to laugh once. It's on par with Short Circuit 2 and Weekend at Bernies 2 as worst attempt at a sequel ever.
We appear to be following the adventures of Nathan Johnson, played by Steve Martin in the original. In this one, they found a very unfunny guy named Mark Blankfield to play the part. The guy is as funny as a cardboard box. I've seen him since and there's no question to why he's never made it bigger, though there is the question of how he made it in the first place, if you can call this making it. He's out to impress Marie's family, who are suddenly well to do themselves. How Marie went from Bernadette Peters to this chick, I don't know. All he does is try to give stupid looks, but they just come across like he's constipated. He keeps telling Marie that he's Navin Johnson over and over, like it's funny he can't recall she already know him. The people look like their counterparts as much as George Clooney looks like George Plimpton.
Hijinks ensue. Nothing is funny, though. It's almost like they decided to make it a drama with some slap stick action tossed in, but I somehow know they're trying to be funny, which is just a horrible feeling. Somehow Ray Walston was suckered into this film (perhaps he had a debt to pay or a house to re-finance, who knows) along with Jimmie Walker, who was probably just thankful for the work.
I just want to know who the guy was that sold his soul to get this 'movie' done. It's truly horrible.The acting is on par with porno.The charm of the first film is completely lost on this miserable hunk o'junk. If they had named it something else, I don't think anyone would have ever thought it had a connection, I mean none at all. There's only one grade to give this movie, and that's the 9th level of Hell. May God have mercy on they're souls. Amen.
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