Friday, February 10, 2006

The Pink Panther (**1/2)


Steve Martin reprises Peter Sellers’s bumbling Inspector Clouseau character. He’s not bad, but the screenplay he coauthored eventually falters.

The only comedy album I ever bought was Steve Martin’s Wild and Crazy Guy back in 1978. One bit I still remember is Martin imitating a Frenchman saying, “We don’t even have our own language. All we have is this stupid ac-cent.” I guess there’s still something funny to me about the idea, so well promulgated by Hollywood movies, that everyone in the world speaks English, badly. Who knew that Martin would be using his earlier-perfected bad ac-cent nearly three decades later to essay a role made famous by Peter Sellers. Given that Sellers, who last played bumbling Inspector Clouseau in that same year of 1978, is dead, Martin does a pretty good job of getting the laughs to be had, as does Kevin Kline (with an even worse accent) in Herbert Lom’s old role of Inspector Dreyfus.

Reprised from the Sellers films (all directed by Blake Edwards) are Henry Mancini’s famous theme, the plot revolving around the stolen Pink Panther diamond, the slapstick humor, and Dreyfus’s contempt for Clouseau. The uneven screenplay, cowritten by Martin, is new. The gags feel strained when they get too elaborate. The simpler ones are better. For example, when Clouseau learns that a dying man’s last words, before being shot, were “It’s you!” he tells his right-hand man (Jean Reno) to find everyone in Paris named “Yu.” The film falters in the second half for two related reasons. First, Clouseau is made to suddenly realize he is a laughingstock. Then, he is made to wise up and quite cleverly solve the crime. The idea behind the character, and the humor, is that he is always confident but never competent.


posted 9/11/13

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