Saw Naked Gun 33 1/3: The Final Insult, the last of the Naked Gun series. This one was more of the same slapstick, whoopie-cushion humor I expect. We find the protagonist in retirement, feeling helpless against the forces of crime and impotent as a man. He starts wearing pink slippers and baking cupcakes (which, because he's a man, is absurd.) Sure enough, he's called out retirement for one last sting operation and we get to see some nice parodies of Shawshank Redemption and White Heat. Some business ensues and the film ends.
Watching these films is like eating cotton candy - pleasant but insubstantial. The gags are funny and it's definitely entertaining but, as with the second film, nothing surprised me. This isn't to say the films are predictable, just sort of rigidly stylistic.
These would be fun party movies for people who want to ignore the film, only tuning in once in a while to catch a small joke. I'll miss these films, but I'm glad I'm done with them for now.
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