Three navy guys - a nerd (they have those in the navy?) a handsome jock type, and a black guy, have a "weekend pass" in the city.
Surprise surprise, they visit a strip club first, so that the movie can get some bare breasts in. Then it quickly loses its momentum and we stop feeling like we're along for the ride.
There is a scene where the nerd has a massage from an Asian lady, who takes her top off.
Then there is no more nudity.
The black guy turns out to be an ex-gang member, who has to fight with the now-gang leader.
There is an endless scene where they go to another club and see comedians on stage, none of whom are funny, but nor are they supposed to be. Poor, ill-fated Phil Hartman makes a cameo appearance. We get it: these comedians aren't funny. Why do they have to go on for so long? Why do there have to be so many of them?
One of the handsome jock navy guys (I thought there was only one?) goes back to a hotel room with some lady, who takes her top off in the movie's third scene of nudity, after 30-40 minutes of fully clothed people.
The movie has titles announcing the day and time of each series of scenes. I wonder if they added that after realising the movie has no sense of the passage of time, despite supposedly taking place over one weekend.
"Weekend Pass" may not be funny or sexy, but it's not as bad as most of these '80s boob comedies. The characters may be mostly out to get laid, but at least they end up finding women they connect with on a deeper level. I could have done without the black guy fighting with the gang leader, though. That was like a throwback to '70s exploitation flicks... but not in a good way.
Surprise surprise, they visit a strip club first, so that the movie can get some bare breasts in. Then it quickly loses its momentum and we stop feeling like we're along for the ride.
There is a scene where the nerd has a massage from an Asian lady, who takes her top off.
Then there is no more nudity.
The black guy turns out to be an ex-gang member, who has to fight with the now-gang leader.
There is an endless scene where they go to another club and see comedians on stage, none of whom are funny, but nor are they supposed to be. Poor, ill-fated Phil Hartman makes a cameo appearance. We get it: these comedians aren't funny. Why do they have to go on for so long? Why do there have to be so many of them?
One of the handsome jock navy guys (I thought there was only one?) goes back to a hotel room with some lady, who takes her top off in the movie's third scene of nudity, after 30-40 minutes of fully clothed people.
The movie has titles announcing the day and time of each series of scenes. I wonder if they added that after realising the movie has no sense of the passage of time, despite supposedly taking place over one weekend.
"Weekend Pass" may not be funny or sexy, but it's not as bad as most of these '80s boob comedies. The characters may be mostly out to get laid, but at least they end up finding women they connect with on a deeper level. I could have done without the black guy fighting with the gang leader, though. That was like a throwback to '70s exploitation flicks... but not in a good way.