When Andy and Elizabeth buy a farm in Vermont, they can't imagine the trouble that awaits them. Andy has quit his job as a sports journalist and is planning to use the peace and quiet of ... See full summary »
George Roy Hill
Madolyn Smith Osborne,
Irwin "Fletch" Fletcher, Los Angeles journalist, really lives for his profession. As Jane Doe, he publishes articles that have caused several heads to roll in the past. Now, Fletch is at it again: In disguise as a bum, he lives at the beach, researching drugs and their dealing. One day, Fletch is addressed by Alan Stanwyk, a rich man, who asks him, the bum, a favour. For the sum of $50,000, Fletch should kill poor cancer-ridden Mr. Stanwyk with a gun, so that his wife will get the insurance money. What the guy didn't think of was Fletch's real profession. Returning into normal life, Fletch instantly takes up research not only to find out that Mr. Stanwyk is healthy as life itself but he also runs into certain connections between drug dealing at the beach, Alan Stanwyk, his private jet, the police and a very expensive piece of Land in Utah. Written by
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The award banquet Fletch interrupts is in honor of Fred Dorfman. Fred Dorfman the name of Kent "Flounder" Dorfman's brother in Animal House (1978), which was originally going to feature Chevy Chase as Eric "Otter" Stratton. Otter was eventually played by Tim Matheson, who also appears in this movie as Alan Stanwyk. See more »
Dr. Rosenpenis puts the stethoscope in his ears after he drops it. When the scene cuts to a shot from behind, the stethoscope is around his neck instead of his ears. The scene cuts back to frontal view and the stethoscope is back in his ears. See more »
I had to keep digging... without a shovel.
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This movie couldn't decide if it wanted to be a comedy or a mystery. It's possible to be both ("48 Hours" comes to mind), but this one doesn't do either well. The basic concept seems usable, but the jokes are lame and far between, and the drama doesn't hold up under all the weak attempts at humor. There are a few giggles (the airplane mechanics and the basketball fantasy are the best) but it generally goes down with hardly a smile.
It's not a 1 (e.g. "Manos, the Hands of Fate"), but it certainly doesn't meet my standard of "an hour and a half well spent" required to get a 5. It's about midway in between. Call it a three.
Sad to think that this is rated as Chevy Chase's fourth-best movie.
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