Fletch Lives

Fletch is back and I LOVE his return! As sequels go, this one surpasses the original. This story line is excellent and the plot was a brilliant vehicle for Chevy. I really wish they would do another for him. This time, Fletch is so disgusted with his boss Frank, that when his hermetic Aunt Belle passes away and leaves him her mansion, Belle Isle in Louisiana, he quits his job and moves to the Bayou. But things on the Bayou are anything but serene. Aside from the expected clichéd stereotypical fare generated by the southern locale, this movie was more than enjoyable, and far superior to its predecessor in that the role has expanded and encompasses a far broader spectrum that did the original. While still a comedic venture, it has a more serious undertone than did the first. A far more enjoyable movie, in my opinion, with the same lovable comedic efforts by Chevy. My name...most of the time, is Irwin Fletcher. I write under the name Jane Doe. That's the kinda gal I am. It rates an 8.2/10 from... the Fiend :.

"Fletch Lives" is a so-so comedy. It has a nice plot that keeps it somewhat interesting. But the humor is very spotty. The best of it comes in Chevy Chase's many disguises. His use of phony names – though of real people in history, was funny for one movie, but gets tiring and not too funny in this sequel. The script again has many wisecracks and cliché's – the latter are obviously intentional as a parody of other films and times. But, they just weren't all that funny. As with the first film, this one has some unnecessary profanity that is a put off for some viewers, and makes the film not suitable for families. What's disappointing to me is that it lacks punch in the humor. With a good enough plot, I think some writers – and Chase in impromptu, could have come up with some newer funnies. Instead, we get much of the same insipid quips for humor that just don't tickle the funny bone.

I enjoyed this one as much as the first film, though the first is easily the better of the two films in terms of quality and story. This one makes up for the lack in those two areas by being crazier and in areas simply funnier. A relative of Fletch has died and left him their entire estate, a mansion in the south. Well Fletch thinks he has finally found an out to the hustle and bustle of Los Angelos and the annoyances of his ex wife's attorney. Well he arrives at this great place and quickly finds a dump. Not only that soon after he arrives he sleeps with a woman and wakes up to find her dead. So he is not off to an exactly rousing start in his new home. He is also getting pressured by the local televangelist to donate his land to some sort of bible themed amusement park. The film works thanks to the zany situations that Fletch must go through to get behind the truth of who is responsible for his many misfortunes. Some of the highlights in this one include a rather funny gathering of the Klu Klux Klan in front of Fletch's new home, two funny healing scenes in the televangelist church, and a rather humorous chase scene on some motorcycles. The other cast members are good in this one too as it is nice to see that guy who always play a drill sergeant do the role of the preacher. He actually does a rather nice job. Good movie to me that while it is not quite as realistic as the first or have the story, but it makes up for it by being more fun in places.

The original Fletch was kinda silly but fresh and different. This is old, not original and - if possible in something this tired - offensive. Fletch goes South to family homestead only to get tangled in local shenanigans. Nothing special from the supporting cast, no memorable lines, no reason to watch, and no explanation for the horde of Imdb reviewers that actually praise this movie.

Fletch (Chevy Chase) is a reporter for a Los Angeles newspaper, but he acts more like a detective. When an obscure relative leaves him a Louisiana mansion in his will, Fletch is naturally curious. The movie gained a mixed to negative reception, and I can understand why. While there is a certain level of fun with any classic Chevy Chase film, this one has almost none of what made the first one great. Much lighter on the antics, and much heavier on trying to play up southern stereotypes for cheap laughs. Hal Holbrook and R. Lee Ermey make for some good supporting cast members, but they just are not enough to save this one. Entertaining, yes, but not the sequel it should have been.

I have to admit I hated this movie when I first saw it. After second viewing I realize I was too harsh for "Fletch lives". It ISN'T one of the crappiest sequels of all time. It's a rather lazy , uninspired , obligatory sequel to a hit movie , yet far from being truly terrible. The 1985 "Fletch" movie was a hit and a really good movie in style of "Beverly Hills Cop" . It had Chase at is best as fast-talking quick witted reporter . It was funny movie with a solid , realistic detective story which was a quite faithful adaptation of the first book in the Fletch series by Gregory McDonald. A hit book series produces an original hit movie and there is enough material to use for new movie so the decision to make sequel seems logical , right ? It can't go wrong , right ? WRONG. There were eight sequels and prequels written by Gregory McDonald that could have been used as the basis for the second "Fletch" movie at the time and yet Universal decided to write a completely new story. WHY ?! If something works ,don't fix it ! Also , why the original writer Andrew Bergman was replaced ? In the end "Fletch" and "Fletch lives" are like apple compared to orange - that different. The mystery here is lame , rather predictable and silly stuff that could easily appear in Scooby Doo cartoon. Fletch moves to South and meets hillbillies, racists, and religious zealots . The movie is really just a string of stereotypes with a loose plot thrown in. The story is thin and the focus seems to have shifted to Fletch's disguises and gags rather than working on layers of mystery. The other big problem here is that somehow Fletch is often irritating . He's very arrogant and doesn't seem to really like anyone .It is completely against the character we came to like in the first movie - he had big ego, sure , but he liked and helped other people. He was a charming character , here he is rather egoistic. The gags come way faster and more frequently in the original. The jokes sometimes are rather stupid and crude. Thankfully there are some good one liners here and there and funny situations (fat man healing scene). The music by Harold Faltermeyer is still fun with pretty cool new music theme that appears in the opening credits. Chevy Chase carries this movie with his usual cynical wit and comedic timing. It's fun to watch him in various disguises . Good character actors like R. Lee Ermey ("Full metal jacket") , Randall "Tex" Cobb ("Raising Arizona") , Cleavon Little ("Blazzing saddles") offer decent support. I give it 5/10. I can understand that some people really like this movie for being more crazy than original. If you don't get offended by the stereotypes (I wasn't) you might enjoy the obvious cartoonish style of "Fletch lives". I even somehow appreciate the fact that moviemakers tried a different approach here than in the original one. However in the end "Fletch lives" is a very shallow movie with no real intelligence or passion behind it. A "watch it and forget it the next day" type of movie. Shame that the Fletch series ended here, when Chase could easily have made a career starring in his own franchise for few next years. Oh , those stupid, arrogant Hollywood producers .They should have adapted another one of the books.

Irwin "Fletch" Fletcher(Chevy Chase) is at it again. This time, he goes to the Deep South not only to get an inheritance, also to find a big scoop down there. He gets this big plantation from his late aunt only to find the whole land isn't much of it's worth. He meets a lawyer whom he spends the night only to wake up and find her dead in the bed. The for the mystery is the people of a chemical plant elsewhere is dumping toxic waste on that and other lands in the area. Now Fletch also infiltrates other characters: A biker group, The Ku Klux Klan, and other shady characters he could find. He remains close to a man named Calculus Entropy(Cleavon Little, 1940-92) who happened to be an Fed. He was able to give his ex-spouse the land since he won't have it. That's one payment he won't have to worry about. Nothing really changed much about the movie. It's still funny, and Chevy never lost his touch! 3.5 out of 5 stars!

Irwin Fletcher, or better known as 'Fletch' is a Los Angeles investigative reporter, who quits his job and heads to Belle Isle a vast 80-arce Louisiana plantation that he has inherited from his late aunt. But soon after meeting the lovely attorney and spending the night together, she is mysteriously dead the next morning. This is where the trouble comes along, with a local lawyer telling him to leave town, and a stunning real estate agent has come to make Fletch a healthy offer for his estate. Though Fletch thinks there's something fishy about all of this and he goes to hilarious lengths to figure the real truth about why someone wants his land. It never seems to amaze me, about how much I get out of this flick. Sure, there's nothing truly great about this feature and you can call it pointless and crude, but I never get tired of the shenanigans and Chevy's wittiness. You could say it's a guilty pleasure of mine that will always be a favourite, no matter what anyone else thinks. 'Fletch Lives' is basically more or less a vehicle for Chevy Chase's dry, smart-ass humour, and his prominently cunning persona. Really, that's about it. During this stage he was one of the funniest comedians in his prime. The others stars who appeared, in the likes of Hal Holbrook, R. Lee Ermey, Julianne Phillips and Richard Libertini basically play off Chase's character and fall under the mockery of his heavy-handed humour. But still, amongst their stupidity are fun performances from the support roles. The beautiful woman in the film seem to be there only for showpieces and to always fall under Fletch's charismatic appeal. Meaning they look nice, but really that's about it. I'll even go to say that this sequel truly outdoes the original. By containing far more laughs and gags that actually work than that of the original. I don't mind the original, I like it. If you think this sequel is going to be just like the 'Fletch', forget it. It's far from it actually. While the original film was more a mystery story that led into ingenious gags. The mystery in this one takes a back step, and that's a BIG one too. The thin story and Chase's narration isn't much to go by, so most of the elements (or better put, little episodes) provided in the flick are their to give Chase some ammo to pock fun at, while dressing up in his offbeat disguises. In doing so, it basically comes off as parodying that of some movies (look at the title) and the southern states, especially by ridiculing the KKK and Religious gatherings. Some of these scenarios are embarrassing and have no meaning but to pad out the film. But that being said the action and laughs barely let up, as you just roll on with the sharp humour and punch lines. Honestly, its inane drivel that's for sure, but everyone pulls it off well enough. The comical aspect is basically tongue-in-cheek, with a touch of dry remarks and underlying sexual perversion. For some it might be offensive and lowbrow, but I couldn't help myself from raising a smirk from time to time. Chevy Chase's cool-as-ice performance was great fun, and I just enjoyed his manic absurdity overall and Cleavon Little was delightful as Calculus Entropy the caretaker of Fletch's estate. Nothing will totally gobs-smack you about it, but it's just a sentimental favourite of mine, which I always find something joyous upon each viewing.

Sexist, racist, and not funny in the least. I cringed through the whole thing.

Fletch is back, and he's angry, irritable, and not funny. Too bad because the first FLETCH is Chevy Chase's best, and funniest, film. Unlike the previous plot-line, which had interesting villains connected to a nifty Film Noir plot, this takes place down South where Fletch takes on hillbillies, racists, and religious zealots: all the same in Hollywood standards. His disguises range from a white haired cleaning lady to a televangelist: all impossible to imagine anyone falling for. And before moving South (where his dead aunt left him a decapitated yet sought-after mansion), Fletch crosses paths with his ex-wife's lawyer (George Wyner) and newspaper editor (Richard Libertini); and this time around his glib indifference is bitter and downright aggressive. By far one of the crappiest sequels of all time.