We are living here with more serious events during the days of the retired Commander Quinton McChill, who spends his days everywhere in the Caribbean in his old home selling eggs, ice cream and things may be fine. It seems to be quite right when McHale came out of retirement when his old enemy turned things around. Major Vladikov may be trying to get to San Marino and begin building a nuclear launch pad on the island. Maybe it might seem different then where, with the help of his old crew and the obstacles of Captain Wallace Binghamton, Quinton seems to be changing things perfectly.
A useless movie. Not funny, suspenseful, moving or even offensive enough to want to torpedo. Just devoid of any conceivable value.
Mountain Xpress (Asheville, NC)
September 23, 2003
Dear God, why?
Boston Phoenix
September 05, 2009
All apologies to the handful of Americans who've waited decades for this big-screen update of the '60s sitcom--the result is both awful and awfully irrelevant.
[Trots] out the same tired cliches -- unorthodox heroes, inept commanding officers, officious little weasels getting trampled by the zany crew -- which haven't been funny since...well, ever.
This shotgun marriage of coarse laughs and low-rent action cliches is, of course, utterly predictable: Cutting-edge comedy isn't lurking under the corpses of old TV shows.
