Starring: Chevy Chase, Beverly D’Angelo, Juliette Lewis, Johnny Galecki
Directed by: Jeremiah S. Chechik
Written By: John Hughes
Rating: PG-13 (US) Running Time: 1 hr 37 min
I’m sorry, I’m just not a big fan of slap stick humor. Mainly because it requires the victim to be a complete moron to helplessly and repeatedly walk into trouble like they do. After a short while, for me at least, it just gets old. I also find most slap stick humor announces its arrival several seconds before the event. It’s just predicable like that, and kind-a-dull. Christmas Vacation has a lot of slap stick humor is what I’m saying.
That being said. Vacation is not totally devoid of laughs. The scenes when Clark Griswold (Chevy Chase) stops walking into trouble, and starts reacting to the nightmare that has befallen his home are genuinely hysterical. The small quotient of animal cruelty humor is a welcome break from the prat falls too. I mean really, if you accidentally electrocuted your cat and left a kitty shaped burn mark on the carpet. You’d have to admit that was pretty bloody funny. I mean you’d be sad for a bit, but it wouldn’t take long (say a couple of minutes) before you were ‘looking back’ at that situation and started sniggering.
If you’re a fan of Chevy Chase and the other Vacation movies you’re going to like this too. Also, if you happen to like slap stick humor, then this is the film for you. If you’re neither, then don’t worry. It’s not all stubbed toes, and bruised body parts. There’s some genuinely funny dialog sprinkled throughout the film.
Regular DVD or streaming show is more than adequate for this movie.
Best moment for me: << Warning – bad language! >>
My favorite moment of dialog from the movie:
“Where do you think you’re going? Nobody’s leaving. Nobody’s walking out on this fun, old-fashioned family Christmas. No, no. We’re all in this together. This is a full-blown, four-alarm holiday emergency here. We’re gonna press on, and we’re gonna have the hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny fucking Kaye. And when Santa squeezes his fat white ass down that chimney tonight, he’s gonna find the jolliest bunch of assholes this side of the nuthouse.”