Delta Farce

Review by: Doc

Larry.. should I call him Mr. Guy?
I’ve always been a fan of the military comedy after seeing the great Bill Murray comedy “Stripes” on the day I returned from my first Army Reserve Training Camp. Now, I have to apologize for referring to Stripes in the same review and this awful movie. Delta Farce is proof that Larry the Cable Guy should stick to riding Jeff Foxworthy’s coattails. I suspect that Foxworthy was offered a role in this film, read the script, took some anti-nausea medication, and said no.



Larry, Bill Engvall, and D.J. Qualls, star as three members of a Tennessee Military Reserve unit who are suddenly, and unbelievably, called up for duty in Iraq. On the flight there, they fall asleep in a Humvee, and are ejected from the back of the plane in bad weather, landing in the Mexican desert which they believe to be Iraq. Now, what geographic genius thinks that Mexico is between Iraq and Tennesee? That’s one lost pilot.



From here, the plot really gets ludicrous, as if it wasn’t so far. There are a few funny jokes, and some light chuckling throughout but I came away feeling that I had just given away an hour and forty minutes of my life that I will never get back. It’s not the worst movie I’ve seen, Ultraviolet and Dr. T and the Women come to mind, but it’s close.



Larry.. should I call him Mr. Guy?... at least had a good reason to make the film. He told an interviewer that he was asked by soldiers during a tour in Iraq when he would make a film about the military, and this is the result. For good motives, he gets one of five scalpels and a disappointed phalanx down. If you find yourself drawn to this movie, take a deep breath, calm down, and go rent Stripes.



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