Happy Hour

My review was written in May 1987 after a screening at Manhattans' UA Twin theater.

The filmmakers of the intentionally bad 1977 release "Attack of the Killer Tomatoes" have not progressed one iota in a decade, judging by the singularly unfunny "Happy Hour", a purported comedy about beer. Poor writing and inept technique will have the viewer claiming "Sour Grapes", pic's original title when shot back in 1985.

Richard Gilliland blandly portrays a scientist working for Marshall eer who accidentally invents an ingredient which makes the product irresistible and addictive. Unfortunately, he cannot reproduce his formula, so only one bottle of the stuff exists, half of which is stolen by rival Lakeside Beer.

Picture consists of poorly staged and ill-timed slapstick as a bunch of zanies try to capture both breweries' vials of the ingredient. Charmles overacting is encouraged by director John De Bello, except for the casting of mimic Rich Little as a James Bond type of suave spy, given a very laid back, boring reading by Little. Film is so dated that Little has a running gag vocally doing an impression of Cary Grant to fool security guards.

Despite its R rating, pic has no nudity or sex. Technical quality is disgraceful, with poorly synched dialog (done intentionally as a gag in "Killer Tomatoes" but just a boner here), and no color correcting. Latter caused most of the print screened to be very reddish, virtually making lovely costgar Tawny Kitaen look as garish as a circus clown; some shots are greenish with no matching. The only pro credit is an effective music score. Pic ends with a bimbette addressing the audience directly, informing us we probably are too stupid to understand the film's message. Supposedly a satire of society's crassness as epitomized in beer advertising, the film's shoddy attempt to make a fast buck is transparently clear to any movie fan.