In Spies Like Us, Chevy Chase and Dan Aykroyd are underwhelming employees
 of the State Department who are tricked into participating in a spy 
mission in the Soviet Union. They have no idea their mission is a decoy 
for the real, fully-trained and highly prized spy team and almost 
certainly lead to their deaths. They are dropped into Pakistan, talk 
their way out of a KGB trap, pose as surgeons, lose their one and only 
patient, escape to the Soviet Union, launch a nuclear weapon at the 
United States, force the missile to explode in space, and land two 
beautiful women.
If that doesn't sound like something you'd enjoy, you can go ahead and stop reading this blog because this is my kind of movie.
Directed
 by John Landis (Blues Brothers, Animal House), Spies Like Us is a throw
 back to the time when American movie villains were almost always 
Russian, the KBG couldn't shoot straight, and men in army uniforms 
couldn't wait to push big red buttons. In essence, this is a more 
believable and funnier WarGames.
Chevy Chase and Dan Aykroyd play mid-level government employees 
caught cheating on some test that would allow them to have better jobs. 
(The details aren't important.) As a result, they are assigned to a 
mission in the Soviet Union, though they aren't told specifics. They're 
thrown out of a plane above Pakistan and immediately surrounded by 
townspeople with guns. Shockingly, Chevy Chase, playing Chevy Chase in 
this movie, is unable to charm his way out. Luckily, their contacts come
 their rescue and they are on the road. Aykroyd realizes they probably 
aren't American and they run away, the KGB guys firing their guns 
uselessly in their direction.
They are picked up by another group of locals, and once again, 
Chevy's charms are lost on them as they are strung up by their ankles 
and almost killed. Luckily, the UN doctors assume they are the expected 
surgeons and promptly assign them to perform surgery on the town 
leader's brother. The brother dies as soon as Aykroyd makes his first incision (horrible luck) and they are once again on the run. 
They manage to get to the Soviet Union somehow and stumble upon two 
of the UN "doctors," who turn out to be the US spy A team. The KGB 
return, one of the A Team is killed and Chevy is taken prisoner. They 
rescue him and find a Russian missile, which they are supposed to enter 
directions into. They overtake the Russian guards, launch the missile, 
and find out it's going to the US, where the brass in charge were 
looking to start WWIII. (Ain't that the way it always is?) They all 
decide the world is going to end and pair off of a few minutes of 
passion. Then Aykroyd devises a plan to divert the missile, a bit of glasnost ensues, they team up, war averted. The end.
Like most Chevy Chase comedies from the 80s, this one is a mix of 
intelligent humor, asides, bumbling from the protagonists, and a touch 
of locker room laughs. In the capable hands of Landis, it all comes 
together wonderfully. Aykroyd (who co-wrote the movie as well) is of 
course great with Chevy, who essentially plays the same role he does in 
every movie. (Think Fletch or National Lampoon Vacation.)
Take the scene in the first act when they are caught cheating. Dan 
Aykroyd, the straight man, sits next to Chevy, whom he doesn't know yet, 
and watches him cheat in increasingly inventive ways: He reads notes from the back of an eye patch, then from his cast (fake arm injury), unspools paper from 
his mouth, and finally writes "What does KGB stand for" on the back of 
the test and clears his throat to get Aykroyd's attention. (This also 
gets the attention of the proctor, Frank Oz.) That builds to Chevy 
standing up, shouting "I can't take the pressure" walking up and down 
the aisle looking at everyone's papers for answers before collapsing on 
the ground. Aykroyd says he knows CRP, falls on top of him and they 
discuss more answers on the floor, with everyone watching. (That's when 
the surveillance footage cuts off.) It's sublimely silly and performed by
 two comedians at the height of their game. It's infinitely rewatchable.
I miss the days when movies routinely took shots at the Soviet 
Union, a threat so immense yet distant that it was fun to laugh off. 
It's harder to laugh off the far more recent attacks by fundamentalists,
 attacks which hit closer to home and forever changed our way of life. 
(But we can bring knives on planes again!) 
I enjoyed the heck out of this movie. I downgrade it one Patrick 
Swayze ab, however, for the incompetence of the KGB and the guards at 
the missile site. I'm not looking for historical accuracy in a John 
Landis movie, but the Soviets weren't our biggest threat because they 
couldn't take out Dan Aykroyd.
Spies Like Us: 5 out of 6 Patrick Swayze Abs


 
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