Sunday, May 22, 2022

The Russians are Coming, the Russians are Coming (1966)

  In the 60s, this was a comedy.  Now, the hysterical-fear mongering-descent-into-violence isn't quite as funny for some reason.

A Russian sub runs aground off a small New England island.  A small crew is dispatched to shore to find some local maritime maps.  Instead, they find a writer (Carl Reiner) and his family, a gossipy telephone operator (Tessie O'Shea), a put-upon police chief (Brian Keith), and a bloodthirsty if geriatric local militia leader (Paul Ford).  The Russians just want to go home peacefully but as the rumors fly faster and thicker than sand midges, leaving without bloodshed becomes less and less certain.

This was a hard movie to sit through.  I found almost every character annoying, especially the kid played by Sheldon Collins.  I wanted to string that little brat up by the ears every time he opened his mouth.  Most of the humor was slapstick, which I have a low tolerance for, and the romance subplot was by-the-numbers boring.  Alan Arkin was good and it was nice to see Carl Reiner look so young, but those are the only nice comments I can make.  

The Russians are currently streaming on Tubi, but it's a big nyet from me.

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