A Masterpiece!

if their story seems completely bonkers, almost like a feverish work of fiction, you ain't heard nothing yet.

Blistering performances.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

I hadn't seen this movie for probably 20 years. I'm a big fan of John Candy and Chevy Chase from the late 80s/early 90s. I'm not sure what triggered my brain to think about this specific movie, but something did, so i went online and bought the DVD. After the impulse purchase, I was having a little buyer's remorse from reading the overwhelming negative reviews on here. I was questioning my choice and asking myself "Was it not as funny as i remembered?!?" I just finished watching it and my post-purchase trepidation was a waste of time and energy. Was it the funniest thing on the planet? No. Did it entertain and make me chuckle. Yes. Was it worth the four bucks I paid for the DVD? HELL YES! The frequent Chevy Chase comments throughout the film alone are worth that. If you don't like it, God bless your little heart - and find something better to do than post negativity where none is needed :)

I'd give this horrible movie a zero if the rating numbers allowed me to. This movie was sickening, perverse, evil, and was total putrescense. I cannot believe the terrific, rave reviews for this movie. I also saw a number of other awful reviews too, so I guess my thoughts on this film are not alone."Nothing but trouble" was awful and sickening. It star Chevy Chase and Demi Moore who decide to go to Atlantic city for the weekend. Two other Spanish colleagues of thiers, but not quite friends, invite themselves againced Cheve's will to tag along last minute. On route, the guy colleague Randy, an arrogant jerk, persuades Cheve to take a shortcut and also to speed. Randy gets pressuring about it. "Come on man, you have a BMW, act like it!" Then they drive through a mysterious dusty looking ghost town. While passing through it, Cheve unknowingly runs a stop sign. Cop John Candy sees this and starts pursuing them. When he stops them, he orders them to follow him. They follow him into a very strange and erie area and up to an ancient looking dilapidated creepy old house. Inside the house is even creepier. It's filthy, cluttered, and mothball eaten with bizarre looking gadgets and accessories.Then they meet the judge. From this point onward in the film is nightmarishly horrible. The part of the film leading up to this point was not too good itself, but now the film turned dreadful, disgusting, and scary. But not scary in a good horror movie way. Scary in a sick, vomit inducing, mentally traumatizing way. The judge, played by Dan Aykroyd, is one sick, evil, disgusting thing. He sends many of his "defendants" onto a conveyor belt which carries them into a flesh stripping, murderous machine called bonestripper. The machine even shows bones being shot out of it after people were sucked into it. There are other freaky, scary traps in the house too. Then there's the creatures of the house itself. The Judge's nose looks very much like something you really don't want to see on a man's face, and that image itself has giving me nightmares and literally made me vomit, literally! Then the judge can also pull parts of his body off and on again. Then there's these two hideous freak fat creatures that live right outside the house in the dumpyard. Then there's the moat which is literally raw sewage. Then there's the hotdogs the judge forces his guests to eat for dinner. And the hot dogs are made of, well I'll just say too words. Bonestripper. Cannibalism. This was the most sickning, evil, revolting, perverse, horrible, dreadful movie I've ever seen.

A financial publisher, meets a spurned woman and agrees to take her to a business meeting, to meet up with her soon to be ex partner. On the way there, they run a stop sign in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere. They are arrested and taken to the local court. But all is not as it seems. The courthouse and the prison are a maze of booby- traps and deadly contraptions. Not to mention the seemingly insane Judge, his hatred for bankers, and his insufferable family.....Maybe it was my age when I first saw this at the cinema (14), or maybe it was due to fact that I saw the dreadful Soapdish just before it, but I always find time for this film, and its a perfect, silly film to watch every now and again.I'm not saying its a brilliant film, it's far from it, and Ackroyd's directing leaves a lot to be desired, but when you have a reliable cast like Chase, Candy, and the aforementioned Ackroyd doing what they do best, in a bonkers film, you can't help but love it.There is a little bit of a story to the whole silly thing, The judge hates bankers because a long time ago a deal was made and ruined the town of Valkenvania, but Ackroyd doesn't know what to do with the narrative, so a fun-house was created to fill in the cracks of the weak plot.But the town of Valkenvania, and the judges house, are just wonderful, and look like they were created by someone who likes a touch of alcohol. One liners are cringe-worthy, but coming from Chase, they sort of work, and Moore is just hilariously bad.Add Candy in drag, and a couple of what could only be described as blobs into the mix, and you have one of the most random movies to come out of the nineties.I like it, I can't think for the life of me why, but I always enjoy watching it.

How this movie became known as a quintessential flop is quite beyond me. Then again, when I consider some of the movies that have garnered "best picture" Academy Awards, the whole flawed process of rating movies becomes clear. There is simply no accounting for taste. For example, consider that, the overlong, pretentious, and painfully boring, Chariots of Fire, actually WON the Best Picture award, and yet all the film gave me (and MANY others) was a bad headache. To each his own.So, on to my review. I never saw this picture when it debut in 1991, but I clearly recall watching its HBO premiere. I found it to be one of the finest examples of really dark comedy that I had ever seen. The wonderful serendipitous circumstances which allowed Mr. Ackroyd to secure the services of top notch talent like Moore and Chase only served to make the movie seem all the more "believable" and satisfying. I'm sure that all of the headliner performers felt like their agents had consigned them to apply their considerable talents to, what can only be described as, the "circle of hell" that Dante might have envisioned for the bloated egos of self-aggrandizing film stars. The look on Chase's face when he imagines the judge's nose transformed into a penis is so authentic that I was convulsed with laughter. And who can forget that priceless card game between Demi Moore and the delightful "Little Devil and BoBo." Surely Ms. Moore has experienced similar feelings while surrounded by adoring male fans queuing up to the very edge of Hollywood's famed red carpet.What makes this film even more of a gem is that we, as the audience, KNOW that this was probably not what the actors believed that they had signed up for. It plays as humorously as if, say, Lawrence Olivier had been contracted to star as "Mr. Hand" in Fast Times At Ridgemont High. To their credit, all of the actors are in fine form, and do deliver their very best to the insane plot and dialog. And that, in a nutshell, is why this film belongs on any film buff's "must see" list. It's not "Hamlet," but it delivers solid (if extremely dark) comedic entertainment.