Hal Needham's salute to Hollywood stuntmen is in the Howard Hawks mode of This Special Breed male camaraderie movies. Needham, a celebrated stuntman and stunt coordinator himself, knows what he's talking about, and he seems to be drawing from a fairly deep well of feelings. Even his glib ridicule of a hot-shot Steven Spielberg-ian director (Robert Klein), a pampered superstar (Adam West), and an over-budgeted Hollywood blockbuster (titled The Spy Who Laughed at Danger), smacks of authentic inverted snobbery. Still, he lacks a sense of drama (not even the stunts themselves pay off like they should), and, worse, a sense of fundamental seriousness about his work. Any movie that ends with a freeze-frame of the hero giving the high sign to the camera has a critical shortage of integrity. With Burt Reynolds, Sally Field, Jan-Michael Vincent, and Brian Keith. (1978) — Duncan Shepherd
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