Darkwing Duck: Volume 1 (review)
We can thank ‘Darkwing Duck’ for paving the way for the likes of the far superior, far more subversive superhero parody ‘The Tick,’ but it suffers greatly by comparison.
We can thank ‘Darkwing Duck’ for paving the way for the likes of the far superior, far more subversive superhero parody ‘The Tick,’ but it suffers greatly by comparison.
This wonderfully demented example came at the end of a splendid golden age of grown-up juvenilia…
The frenetic, edgy pacing of the brief stories and the just-a-bit-gonzo animation will divert kids and tickle adults fans of off-kilter toons alike.
The British accents may lend a touch of Benny Hill randiness… but the feeling that we’ve seen this all before would be inescapable anyway.
Is it just me, or is there something really sweet about Mark Wahlberg? Not to suggest he’s not all manly and muscly and footbally or anything…

A superb contemporary example of cinema du serpent, wittily harkening back to its thematic progenitors, but it is a marvelous achievement in its own right, too…

Almost like a forgotten relic of the late 70s, early 80s, when even summer comedies came with a touch of social commentary and a bit of class consciousness — when they ate the rich instead of aspiring to be one of them.
Completely vulgar and totally without any redeeming value whatsoever and very, very funny in a thoroughly NC-17 kind of way…

It may sound bizarre to say that a film about women under threat of vicious, violent death is a triumph of feminism, but there we are…
It’s like being at the world’s (unintentionally) scariest ever tea party… or maybe the funniest.