Shelley Long

Suburban Commando (1991)

Suburban Commando (1991)

(In French, On Cable TV, May 2019) The problem with star vehicles is that they make sense when the star is a star that people want to watch, but not so much once everybody wonders what the fuss was about. Made near the peak of Hulk Hogan’s fame, Suburban Commando is a pure vehicle that seems to revolve around a single gag: A super-strong extraterrestrial having trouble coping with the peculiar customs of American suburbia. Washi, rinse, repeat: It’s not very different from that other star vehicle Hercules in New York, which is somewhat ironic considering that this film was originally also intended for Arnold Schwarzenegger. Considering that Hulk Hogan was almost a comic character himself, the film logically lends itself to much comic violence. The script is meant to be a buddy-comedy kind of thing with a meek earthling learning how to be courageous from the fearless alien, so it’s Christopher Lloyd who gets the ingrate role of assuming the film’s character development quota. Meanwhile, Shelley Long doesn’t have much to do, although she does have a fun scene with a curly wig. Still, much of the film writes itself with few surprises along the way. You can watch the trailer and have a near-exact idea of Suburban Commando’s tone, plot and best jokes.

Troop Beverly Hills (1989)

Troop Beverly Hills (1989)

(In French, On Cable TV, May 2019) Let’s face it: I would probably have hated Troop Beverly Hills had I seen it any time before my forties. It’s not a terrible film, but it’s clearly aimed at younger girls and I didn’t have the empathy to see that until a bit later in life. The premise isn’t complicated, with a ditzy Beverly Hills socialite taking responsibility for her daughter’s Girls Scout (oops: “Wilderness Girls”) troupe and combining that work with her other overriding passions. The plotting is strictly kids-grade material, with an outlook that celebrates the simple-mindedness of its adult heroine. But once you understand who it’s aimed for, the film does become quite charming. Much of that credit goes to curly red-haired Shelley Long, who turns in a terrific performance as a shallow but likable socialite trying to get over her ongoing divorce by taking care of a few girls—and put the harsher-than-thou matrons in their place. It’s certainly not great art, but the now-quaint late-1980s fashion makes Troop Beverly Hills, with the added attraction of a few celebrity cameos and early performances by Carla Gugino and Tori Spelling. Amusingly, I see that the film has appreciated with time—the right expectations (this being a wish fulfillment or rather wish-empowerment fantasy rather than a satire of the rich and famous) helping to correctly frame its reception.