The Rescuers Down Under
The Rescuers Down
Under is the sequel to the 1977 Disney classic The Rescuers. I remember enjoying this movie quite a bit as a kid,
often pretending that Cody and I would go off on adventures in the Outback (no,
not to the steakhouse but the actual for real Outback). At around 77 minutes, it's
a breezy little sequel with heart and laughs.
Unlike the previous two movies, which continue to make to me
question my taste as a child, this one actually holds up for the most part. John
Candy (RIP) was delightful as Wilbur, as were the dual performances of Bob
Newhart and Eva Gabor. The only thing was a little cheesy was George C. Scott
(yes, that George C. Scott aka
General Patton) as McLeach. Just a little OTT, dude. Just a tiny bit. His creepy takes on old-timey songs were a little too disturbing for a children's movie.
On a purely materialistic note, I really want a hammock. I
just don't want to sleep in it like Cody does.
Plot in a Nutshell: Cody, a boy with an indescribable
accent living in the Australian Outback with his widowed mother, is summoned by
a kangaroo playing a fallen tree as a digeridoo to help a trapped golden eagle
named Marahute. After the two bond over her eggs, Cody is captured by a super
evil poacher and his pet goanna Joanna. Bernard and Bianca travel to Australia
to save him, with Wilbur in the albatross in tow. Super horny kangaroo mouse
Jake acts as Bernard and Bianca's guide. Bernard ends up killing McLeach, and
everyone lives happily ever after.
WTF: What the hell is Cody's
accent? It starts out as really Australian and then goes to a semi-American
accent. Surely the Rangers would've been keeping an eye on McLeach, a known
poacher who loves to boast about how awesome a poacher he is, and therefore
would have located Cody more quickly? Why the fuck is Cody wandering around the
goddamn Outback by himself? Australia has more shit that will kill you, bro.
Just stay close to home next time.
Fun Facts are Fun: Adam Ryen, who voiced Cody,
is Norwegian. Ah, that explains the accent.
The Verdict: Finally a good one.
Next week, I'll be reviewing Man of the House, starring 90s heartthrob Jonathan Taylor-Thomas
and Chevy Chase. Get ready for lots of uncomfortable cultural appropriation,
folks. Yeesh.
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