OSS 117: Rio ne répond plus (Lost in Rio) Reviews
Since this is May, there must be sequels and the humorous, retro "OSS 117: Lost in Rio" will be the first in a long line over the summer. But if you have not seen the first one, let me explain. OSS 117 is lind of like Jack Bauer in that they are both neanderthals who are wanted dead by about a billion Chinese, give or take a few. By the sixties, OSS 117 is increasingly out of date and blithely ignorant while having another chance to explore his latent homosexuality. Ironically, it is the hippies who are in the right. Still, he is not completely useless as he finds a clever way to work his way out of a jam in an elevator. And as far as the movie goes, he did not start the Six Day War but this is also up for debate. A soliloquy from "The Merchant of Venice" and a great sight gag involving a candied apple do prove there is a brain here and the subjects of French collaborators and Nazis in South America are real enough to ground the movie in some kind of reality.(It should be mentioned that "Soap" had the best ever Nazi in South America joke.) However, there is no reason for the movie to rifle through Hitchcock's closet, even if it does provide a couple of exciting set pieces. And it should have given more for Dolores to do than just stand around looking pretty in clothes last seen in Matt Helm movies.
It's at times a little too irreverent, but the film pulls you back in with one of Hubert de la Bath's (OSS 117) infectious fits of laughter. As for his frequently near-racist remarks, this was played well by making OSS 117 more a cluelessly ignorant buffoon than anybody genuinely mean-spirited. And the other characters in the movie seemed to recognize that as he casually offended the bloody hell out of them. OSS was redeemable as a legitimate spy beyond all this, though,, as we see moments of clever misdirection, fierce gunplay, and (hilarious) Mexican wrestling prowess that inform the audience that he's not your garden variety dolt. This is a clear contrast to the abysmal MacGruber, which leaned too heavily on its R-rating for obnoxious and character-sacrificing foibles. On the other hand, fortunately, OSS 117 reminds me of its invisible gunfire: even when it's frequently missing, it's hitting.
You may not laugh at all the jokes and the fact that it's french may turn off some viewers, but it will no doubt keep you entertained all the way through and you would want to see what happens at the end.
An enjoyable film.
What is this movie? It's basically part two of the best spoofs ever made on the 'secret agent' archetype. Why do I think these are the best of the 'secret agent' spoofs? Because not only are these movies funny but they also truly capture the essence of old school James Bond, remaining classy and cool. On top of this they stand alone and work with or without prior knowledge of what they are spoofing. Coming from someone who hasn't seen many James Bond movies, I find these to be awesome and funny and in no way needing knowledge of who James Bond is or really anything about any secret agent at all.
The one thing I do have to say is at one point the Israeli lady says that she doesn't like OSS 117's style and well, I don't agree with her. The mans style is so fresh. I actually have made a conscious decision to dress like him when I have money and wear suites all the time.
So this review has probably told you nothing but what I'm getting at is, if you like to just watch classy people with fun music and secret agent stuff that is very accesible and cool and funny and has lots of beautiful ladies well then, this movie is awesome and you should watch it. The end.
I was quite tickled by the 60s fashion and the multiple panels showing the same thing.