12-07-2022, 12:04 PM
Though made in 1975, this is a newly re-edited version.
A woman approaches an old man on a porch rocker. She kicks his chair. He grumbles awake. "Bob, we got a job to do. Two tons of turquoise to Taos tonight." "Two tons of turquoise to Taos tonight?" he says. "I ain't gonna do that." Another guy walks onto the porch. Bob says to him, "Dick, we got a job to do. Two tons of tequila to Taos tonight." "Two tons of tequila to Taos tonight?" Dick says. The lady corrects, "No. It's turquoise. Two tons of turquoise to Taos tonight." Somewhere in here the skit fizzles out.
And so it goes. Lots of little skits, if you can call them that, sometimes just someone speaking a line or two. It's like someone got their first camcorder and set out to see what it can do. Or it's like a bunch of jokes told without punchlines. Of course, it's more than that. This is Robert Downey Sr., notorious for all sorts of taboo-breaking projects. Still, I'm having trouble developing an appreciation for him.
I watched this in preparation for watching Sr., which is on Netflix. The catchphrase for that documentary is something like, "When the name Downey comes up in filmdom, there's only one man to consider." Of course, that's Sr. I think Jr. is in this, and he pays tribute to his father's greatness over his own meager contributions. But could be wrong.
Anyway, one takeaway from this vehicle is that Mrs. Downey is a force, a very game and talented lady, the perfect foil for realizing Downey's efforts, whatever they be. She's in almost every skit, and she's fearlessly uninhibited. I don't know if she's Jr.'s mother. But what a pair of parents, if she was.
A woman approaches an old man on a porch rocker. She kicks his chair. He grumbles awake. "Bob, we got a job to do. Two tons of turquoise to Taos tonight." "Two tons of turquoise to Taos tonight?" he says. "I ain't gonna do that." Another guy walks onto the porch. Bob says to him, "Dick, we got a job to do. Two tons of tequila to Taos tonight." "Two tons of tequila to Taos tonight?" Dick says. The lady corrects, "No. It's turquoise. Two tons of turquoise to Taos tonight." Somewhere in here the skit fizzles out.
And so it goes. Lots of little skits, if you can call them that, sometimes just someone speaking a line or two. It's like someone got their first camcorder and set out to see what it can do. Or it's like a bunch of jokes told without punchlines. Of course, it's more than that. This is Robert Downey Sr., notorious for all sorts of taboo-breaking projects. Still, I'm having trouble developing an appreciation for him.
I watched this in preparation for watching Sr., which is on Netflix. The catchphrase for that documentary is something like, "When the name Downey comes up in filmdom, there's only one man to consider." Of course, that's Sr. I think Jr. is in this, and he pays tribute to his father's greatness over his own meager contributions. But could be wrong.
Anyway, one takeaway from this vehicle is that Mrs. Downey is a force, a very game and talented lady, the perfect foil for realizing Downey's efforts, whatever they be. She's in almost every skit, and she's fearlessly uninhibited. I don't know if she's Jr.'s mother. But what a pair of parents, if she was.