Making the Grade (1984) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
A
classic 1980's comedy premise for a John Hughes movie without John
Hughes. A rich kid doesn't want to go to his
senior year of prep school, so he hires a poor kid from the Bronx to
do it for him. It's the comedy version of School
Ties
I think you can predict most of what will happen, so I won't bog you down with that. Although it is generally predictable and sometimes too low in energy, the film has some good moments, most of them provided not by the star (the poor kid, Judd Nelson), but by the rich kid, who turned out to be a richly-imagined character performed at a very high energy level by a writer named Dana Olsen, who is basically a shorter, funnier version of Tim Robbins. Olsen only acted in one more movie, and that only in a miniscule role, but he really stole the show in this film by bringing off a miracle. He converted a potential ogre into a likeable person by turning the snooty dialogue into knowing self-parody by pitching it way over the top, thereby having his character state to the other characters, "I know how these rich boys behave, and I'm parodying that, but I'm decent underneath. I just have a liberated sense of humor". He does a few scenes that had me in stitches. I doubt that most actors would have gone for this interpretation, but it worked beautifully. Mystery #1: Why didn't Dana Olsen stick with performing? Not only might he have given us some good laughs, but he might have abandoned his writing career, which gave us such memorable fare as George of the Jungle and The 'burbs. |
A few other laughs were delivered by a very young Andrew Dice Clay in his first movie (By the way, this was also Judd Nelson's first movie). I howled at the Diceman's pluperfect impersonation of John Travolta in "Staying Alive". Diceman was a surprisingly agile dancer for such a bulky guy. That must have been hilarious when it came out - Staying Alive was made in 1983, Making the Grade the following year, so the parody was fresh. Unfortunately, not many people will get the joke these days, since Staying Alive, the ill-conceived sequel to Saturday Night Fever, is remembered dimly, if at all, and the dance number is completely out of character for the bookie played by the Diceman. It's a case of - dare I say it - gratuitous non-nudity. |
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Some other characters were
done well, especially the world's most out-of-shape phys ed coach, who
joins the kids for porno movies.
Worth a watch for some predictable but pleasant times. Mystery #2: The movie ends with the promise of a sequel that never happened. I have no clue what the story is. |
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