JANUARY 30, 1987 /MONTROSE VOICE 21
No Need to Wrestle with 'P.K. & the Kid'
' Ringwald runs away from home in "P.K. and the Kid"
About halfway through the show, he
comes too close to actually catching her.
So the script, without explanation, sets
him back on the trail about a half day's
worth. He's tracked her to a small motel,
but instead of camping in the parking
lot he waits until the next morning and
asks about her at the front desk. That's
way out of character for this man.
P.K. hitches a ride with the Kid (Paul
LeMat). He's on his way to win that arm
wrestling tournament. Will he help her?
Of course. Will she nearly make him
miss the tournament? Of course. There
are no real surprises in this show.
The contest is mondo bizarro. First,
we see interviews with the other competitors. This doesn't advance the plot, but
it does give director Lou Lombardo a
chance to insert some footage of a man
eating live grasshoppers. When we
finally get to the big grudge match, the
camera circles and feints trying to add
some action to what is really not a sport
for sober spectators. That doesn't work,
either, but it does make the audience
John Desonti and Esther Rolle have
good cameo bits. Esther is the earth
mother we all wish we knew. There's far
too little of her here, though.
I don't think this film will be in contention for a Golden Turkey award as
one of the great laughably bad films of
our time. But I could be wrong. This film
will be much better late at night, after
they add the commercials.
Review by Bill O'Rourke
Scott Cutsinger is in poor health. He has
moved back to Houston from Hollywood, but does not feel up to reviewing
at the moment. Until such time as he
can resume writing, I dedicate this
column to him.
Super Bowl weekend's new movie was
P.K. and the Kid. It's about an oddly
matched couple from Denver. The Broncos weren't the only team from the Mile
High City that lost last weekend.
The sports movie has come a long way
recently. Starting back with Chariots of
Fire, working up through all those
"Rocky" films, past the twin glories of
The Karate Kid, has it met its twilight
with this movie about arm wrestling?
All of the good, visually interesting
sports seem to have been taken already
(with the possible exception of hang
gliding). Perhaps the genre ought to be
allowed a few years off before we find
ourselves ending a film with a jacks
True, a good writer might find a new
twist on a previously used sport. But
that would seem" to be beyond the talents of screenwriter Neal Barbera.
P.K. is a 15-year-old girl. The Kid is a
baby-faced middle-aged man. If that
doesn't make you smile, you probably
won't like much of the intentional
humor in this movie.
Molly Ringwald plays P.K. This
movie does its best to be a quiet, artsy
film. Don't chew your popcorn too
loudly or you'll miss parts of the dialogue. But Pretty in Pink or Sixteen
Candles it's not!
P.K.'s mother is growing older, starting to lose her looks. When she does
attract a live-in boyfriend, he puts the
moves on her daughter. Mama basically
goes along with it, for fear of losing the
creep. The less said about Mama the
better. Thankfully, the film agrees with
me on that one.
Papa, however, it gives us in spades.
Alex Rocco plays him with many a
sneer and leer. If you like sitting on the
front row, take along some extra napkins to get this man's drool off your lap.
P.K. does the only intelligent thing <-, f)i)pyjjrj&c
short of homicide. She runs away. Her
"father" follows her. Thanks to a few
too many coincidences on Barbera's
part (or perhaps he borrowed some kind
of radar device from McGuyver), he
keeps nearly catching her. His perfectly
timed entrances reminded me of Jason
or some other hack and slash "hero."
They jarred strangely against the rest
of this film.
Alan Quartermain and the Lost City of
Outrageous Fortune— Bette Midler and
Shelly Long fighting over a man
Aliens (River Oaks, 30)
La Donna Scimmia (MFA, 30)—part
of a festival of Italian comedies. One
At 23, Emilio Estevez became the youngest person to write direct and star
in a major motion picture—"Wisdom"
Rutger Hauer plays a bounty hunter,
grandson to Steve McQueen's old TV
bounty hunter, in "Wanted: Dead or
The Gold of Naples (MFA, 31). ONO!
Latino (Rice Media Center)—Houston
premiere of Harold Wexler film about
Giorni D'Amore (MFA, 1). ONO!
Sherman's March (River Oaks, 1)—
more about the filmmaker's lack of
social life than about history. Off-beat
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