Sunday, January 18, 2015

Getting Lucky (1990)





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Getting Lucky (1990) dir. Michael Paul Girard, Vista Street Entertainment  

The saying “They don’t make movies like that anymore” tends to get tossed around a bit, usually wistfully. The supernatural teen sex comedy is a genre that seems to have died out. I can’t imagine anyone getting nostalgic for it.


Getting Lucky is pretty much the typical example of the genre. A neebish fellow encounters a supernatural being who helps him get laid or find true love. Bill Higgins (Steven Cooke) is a nerd straight out of central casting. Thick glasses, crush of the cheerleader, and a mortal enemy of the jocks. The cheerleader in question, Krissi Shackler (Lezlie Z. McGraw) is, as typical of the genre, being pursued by basketball stud Tony Chanuka (Rick McDowall).

While recycling, Bill stumbles upon a beer bottle containing Lepkey the Leprechaun (Gary Kluger). Lepkey was cursed for his drunkenness to remain inside an empty bottle until he granted three wishes. Bill only wants a date with Krissi, a car, and enough money to go to college and med school. Lepkey is a tad bit rusty on his magic though, so complications arise. A wished for Ferrari results in a Pinto, etc. Most of the wishes also seem to result in several cast members being seen undressed. The most infamous sequence (the reason most people seem to recall this film) is a wish for a smaller screwdriver resulting in Bill being shrunk and ending up in Krissi’s panties.  

The jokes are telegraphed half an hour before they hit and the characters act pretty much how most screenwriters thought their social groups acted. Bill is straight-laced and gives long speeches about the environment, Krissi doesn’t do much aside from being an object of affection/lust, and Tony is a thuggish rapist.

In the end, is it any good? The effects are nice and the actors all give it their best. The sub-genre of teens losing their virginity with the aid of leprechauns and genies seems to have died out. Cheesy as hell, yes, but there is a certain earnestness about it that makes you at least appreciate the effort put into the film if nothing else.



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