
Ishtar

Two terrible lounge singers get booked to play a gig in a Moroccan hotel but somehow become pawns in an international power play between the CIA, the Emir of Ishtar, and the rebels trying to overthrow his regime.
Two terrible lounge singers get booked to play a gig in a Moroccan hotel but somehow become pawns in an international power play between the CIA, the Emir of Ishtar, and the rebels trying to overthrow his regime.
"Ishtar" is a genius film that was misunderstood and deliberately maligned in its time, for a variety of reasons, most of which are spelled "Elaine May." Hollywood truly was not ready for a risky, strong-minded woman at the head of a film like this. The initial lashing against it was so thorough that I didn't see it for decades, until sometime around 2010, at which point it immediately became one of my favorite comedies.
Those were different times, and there's an unfortunate making-fun-of-desert-languages bit, but overall the humor is satisfying. The constant gag of Dustin Hoffman as the dreamboat, cast against Warren Beatty as the guy who can't get a date, is a perfect frame for the joy of their hilariously-bad songwriting duo - songs actually written by May and Paul Williams. It's ludicrous, weird, funny. The edit is jittery, without the easy build we might want from a smart comedy, but final cut was taken away from May halfway through filming, so what survives is probably a committee cut mostly run by Warren Beatty. It's still good. Happily, the times are warming to Ishtar, so it plays art-house cinemas pretty often these days. Warning: I found it getting stale after the fourth or fifth viewing in ten years or so; I'll have to pace myself better in future.
When the Farrellys watched this they realised the only problem was it wasn't quite dumb enough, and paydirt was just around the corner.
"Ishtar" is a genius film that was misunderstood and deliberately maligned in its time, for a variety of reasons, most of which are spelled "Elaine May." Hollywood truly was not ready for a risky, strong-minded woman at the head of a film like this. The initial lashing against it was so thorough that I didn't see it for decades, until sometime around 2010, at which point it immediately became one of my favorite comedies.
Those were different times, and there's an unfortunate making-fun-of-desert-languages bit, but overall the humor is satisfying. The constant gag of Dustin Hoffman as the dreamboat, cast against Warren Beatty as the guy who can't get a date, is a perfect frame for the joy of their hilariously-bad songwriting duo - songs actually written by May and Paul Williams. It's ludicrous, weird, funny. The edit is jittery, without the easy build we might want from a smart comedy, but final cut was taken away from May halfway through filming, so what survives is probably a committee cut mostly run by Warren Beatty. It's still good. Happily, the times are warming to Ishtar, so it plays art-house cinemas pretty often these days. Warning: I found it getting stale after the fourth or fifth viewing in ten years or so; I'll have to pace myself better in future.