We're thinking of calling this one 'Sal Makes Everyone Crazy.' Here we go...
Crazy guy goes to psychiatrist. Psychiatrist starts to go crazy based on the crazy guy's craziness and how his craziness is making the psychiatrist's family think he's crazy for not liking the crazy guy. Crazy guy goes sailing. Psychiatrist officially goes crazy and tries to blow up the crazy guy, but unknowingly cures the crazy guy of his craziness. But then cured crazy guy blows up the going-crazy psychiatrist's house and he goes REALLY crazy. Until the cured crazy guy marries the newly crazy psychiatrist's sister and crazy psychiatrist breaks out of his craziness. Movie ends with both newly un-crazy guys becoming rival psychiatrists. But really, everyone is still a little crazy.
This is what we call dark humor.
We'll also mention the first crazy guy's name all the time in the hopes that someday people will play a drinking game based on the amount of his crazy name is uttered.
Another partnership movie, this time supporting both Australian AND NY tourism....we're getting better at this financing thing.
So a glamorous-looking NY reporter heads to Australia to cover some leather-clad, croc-hunting Aussie bloke named Mick Dundee. His name is the first of tons of cliches this movie will provide. I mean, we got guys in 4x4s drinking Fosters hunting kangaroos, Mick channelling animals with some Down Under hand signal, even the late-night Aboriginal dance session.
The reporter thinks she's a tough girl and can handle the Aussie outback, until a mean ole croc decides he wants some prime NY steak. But Mick jumps out of nowhere, sticks a knife (!) into te beast and saves the day. NY reporter is so impressed by Mick's feats of strength, she pays for his economy ticket, presumably on Qantas, back to NY. And this is where the real fun starts...which is nice, because movies usually tail off by this point.
In the Big Apple, Mick makes friends everwhere he turns: the bellhop, the drunken taxi driver, the mailman who does Nixon impressions (am I imaginging a potential sequel already?). He even shows some Down Under naivete and treats the streets of Manhattan like his hometown. No getting mugged with a pocket knife here, Mick has a croc slicer. How can that get on the plane? Ah, no worries, right? Did we mention the hometown is actually called Walkabout Creek?? Perrrfect.
Most importantly, Mick is starting to win over the NY reporter, who has googly eyes for the leather-clad Aussie who saved her instead of the blue-blood douche-y editor who ends up pulling the forced engagement trick....not the first time this is being used, certainly not the last. This moves turns Mick off and he decides to let loose a bit and hang with his driver, the guy who's about to play both Carl Winslow in an ABC sitcom and the friendly cop in an upcoming Bruce Willis flick about a building at Christmas or something. When Mick and Carl Winslow get into a bit of trouble with the street folk, Winslow catches a bad guy by tossing his limo decoration like a boomerang and knocking the guy down! Then Mick offers a bit of inappropriate Aussie gesture afterwards and asks Winslow what tribe he's from. Don't worry, it's 1986, people won't care yet.
Finally, Mick, on his way out of town, is stopped by the reporter girl, who decides that she really does love how Mick knows nothing about living in the city and lack of subtlety. She expresses this love on the most crowded NY subway platform ever, where strangers pass said love messages to and fro Mick and reporter. Mick then decides to walk on people's heads to get to her, one of those heads wearing a Mets cap, and they live happily ever after....until a few years later, when she gets kidnapped by drug lords and the whole thing goes, as Aussies would say 'pear shaped.'
We've agreed to some silly contract to not allow the actor who plays Mick, Paul Hogan, to be in anything else except Subaru commercials and other 'Dundee' sequels. That should suit his career just fine.
