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Our
film takes place in what we in the comic
book world like to term an alternate
universe. There, like here, back in the
late 70’s, America was in the grip of an
energy crisis and running out of fuel.
Here, we eventually recovered. There,
things didn’t turn out quite so nice:
In
this reality, the Muslims and the Jews put
aside their differences and formed the
United Hebrab Republic and never lifted
the embargo; China became a capitalist
state and kicked Russia’s ass in a
nuclear war; Vietnam became the new
hotspot of tourism and gambling rivaling
the French Riviera. (Which
was now, along with most of Europe and
Africa, part of the Hebrab Republic.) As
a country, America was "nozzle
whipped." Cars stopped moving and
were eventually turned into low-income
housing units. People either walked or
biked to their destinations, and what
little energy was produced was spent on
the one thing vital to America’s
survival -- television.
Eventually,
the American People revolted against the
government and lynched then President
Carter and his most snotty cabinet
members. After the bloody coup, the
country was in turmoil for almost twenty
years, surviving on borrowed money. A new
leader was needed with the toughness of
Teddy Roosevelt and the leadership of FDR.
What they found was Chet Roosevelt (John
Ritter), scientologist, and a firm
believer in primal grope therapy,
whose only real qualification was his last
name.
When
Chet wins in a landslide with his
"I’m not a schmuck" platform,
his first order of business is to try and
get the country out of debt. America’s
richest man, Sam Birdwater (Chief
Dan George), had loaned the
government 400-billion dollars, and now he
wants it back. He's given Chet thirty days
to cough it up or the loan is in default.
Birdwater made his billions by cashing in
on the fad of clown shoes and designer
roller skates, and his company, NIKE
(National
Indian Knitting Enterprises), seems
to be the only manufacturer left because
everyone’s clothes bear the NIKE
logo. (Strange
foreshadowing, there, in the late '70s.)
The
only problem is, Chet is more worried
about everyone’s cosmic balance and
getting his secretary, Lucy (Nancy
Morgan), back in the sack than the
country's financial stability. So he
leaves most of the decisions up to his
cabinet and Vince Vanderhoff, his Chief of
Staff (Fred Willard). They
try to raise money by having a marihuana
smoke-off, a win a date with the Secretary
of Agriculture, and filled the Statue of
Liberty with jellybeans for a "guess
how many" contest; but none of them
work.
Out
of ideas, Vanderhoff brings in McMurkin (Peter
Reigert), a former TV exec, to help
out. President Chet wants to hold a raffle
for the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, but
McMurkin says that raffles don’t work on
TV, so they should try a telethon instead.
Chet loves the idea, and tweaks into the Americathon:
a plea to the American people for
donations to save the country.
Worried
that the government won’t be able to
come up with the money, and he’ll be
stuck with the worthless collateral -- the
good ole’ U.S. of A. -- Birdwater
is assured by
Vanderhoff that he represents a certain
party that would gladly take all that land
off his hands. The Hebrabs are his hidden
backers, and Vanderhoff guarantees them
that with his sabotaging, the Americathon
won’t work and the country is as good as
theirs. And just in case he needs help, the
Hebrabs have an elite commando assassin
squad on call.
Vanderhoff’s
tinkering starts at the top when he’ll
only clear Monte Rushmore (Harvey
Korman), a cross-dressing cocaine
addict, to be the host, and the only acts
he’ll allow are ventriloquists. And as
the thirty-day long telethon kicks off
with a wild musical number, the chemically
altered Monte believes the Americathon
is his ticket back to stardom, and it will
only go as far as he (and his
briefcase full of drugs) can
take it.
But
the telethon doesn't go over very well.
The show does get a small boost when
Vietnamese Puke Rocker, Mu Ling Jackson (Zane
Buzby), performs. As Chet and Lucy
watch the show in the First Bedroom, she
wants to go to where they’re filming and
help out. He thinks that's a great
idea, but
Chet only really wants to go so he can try
that primal grope therapy on Mu Ling.
By
the seventh day, the telethon has fallen
70 billion behind projected goals. Meeting
with Chet and Vanderhoff, Monte and
McMurkin demand that they start livening
up the acts or they might as well quit. So
Chet overrules Vanderhoff’s protests and
allows McMurkin to get creative.
His
first act finds Oklahoma Roy Perkins (Meatloaf),
the world’s greatest daredevil, in full
gladiator gear, battling the last running
car in America. And after a rousing battle
Roy slays the car, and the phones start
ringing off the hook. During the carnage,
Chet
meets with Mu Ling and sets up a sexual
rendezvous, but doesn’t realize that
Lucy overheard them. Then Chet encourages
Lucy to stay and help with the telethon
while he leaves for an "important
meeting", she agrees and sets her
scorned sights on McMurkin.
As
the money keeps rolling in, Monte happily
announces that England, the 57th
state, is the first to meet the $1000 per
person goal, and that San Diego has been
sold back to Mexico for a huge chunk of
change. Watching all of this, the Hebrabs
are starting to get worried and send their
commandos in to disrupt the show. They
manage to sneak in and destroy several
pieces of vital equipment, and as a
result, the Americathon is forced
off the air for five whole days while
waiting for replacement parts from China.
During
the interim, Monte’s megalomania is
starting to get the better of him (and
he’s running low on drugs.) When
they finally get back on the air, they
have a lot of ground to make up; so the
acts start getting even a little weirder.
Like when Tommy Lasorda does the play by
play for boxing match between Poopie Butt (Jay
Leno) and his mother, and
Poopie-Butt gets his ass kicked. These
strange acts help, but eventually, the
money flow starts tapering off again. Not
taking any chances, the Hebrab commandos
strike again, kidnapping President Chet
and Mu Ling from the First Bedroom. When
Monte announces their ransom demands live
on TV, the plan
backfires because the rest of Chet’s
cabinet can’t stand his primal groping
butt. Again, Vanderhoff is outvoted and
they refuse to pay the ransom. Monte
announces that they won’t deal with the
terrorists and the Americathon will
continue -- because
President Chet would have wanted that way.
The
show picks up steam again when a pint of
Oklahoma Roy’s blood goes up for
auction. As the phones go crazy, Monte
grabs McMurkin and pleads with him; the
audience wants more blood, and could they,
maybe, possibly, I don't know, kill
somebody to boost the donations? Having
had enough of Monte, and the show,
McMurkin leaves. Lucy goes with him back
to his house --
a roomy
hatchback -- and
they do the horizontal bop in the
back-seat/bedroom. (Watch
out for that stick shift.)
By
the 27th day, Monte is out of
drugs, and without McMurkin the acts are
going nowhere. And as they fall farther
and farther behind their projected goal,
Monte has a nervous breakdown on stage and
collapses. While he recovers, the telethon
limps along without him. Then, on the last
day, they are just 40-billion dollars
short. Somehow, Monte gets McMurkin to
come back to try and get them over this
final financial hump. Also, the Hebrabs
feel it’s too close and send the
commando squad to assassinate both
McMurkin and Monte.
Just
as Monte returns to the cameras and pleads
for more money, the commandos arrive and
chase McMurkin onto the stage. They shoot
at him but hit Monte instead. And as
security subdues the terrorists, a deathly
quiet falls over the studio audience...that
slowly gives way to the rising crescendo
of ringing telephones.
Monte
was right; they do want to see somebody
die. (McMurkin
comments if that was all it took, he would
have shot Monte himself a long time ago.) The
wound is superficial, but Monte milks it,
claiming to the public that it is fatal,
and, if they love him, to send all their
money now! Before it's too late!
With
the clock winding down, the donation
totals skyrocket up. But, in the end, they
wind up only $88,000 short. Monte is
aghast and chastises the audience for
letting him down just as Birdwater shows
up. Monte berates him to take everything;
it’s all his now. But Birdwater
congratulates Monte on a great show and
gives him a personal donation of $100,000,
pushing them over the top.
America
is saved.
The
end
Well,
not quite: Vanderhoff frees Chet and Mu
Ling, and they all go to Vietnam and start
a Disco Cult; McMurkin and Lucy get
married, and move into a station wagon; and
Monte? Well, Monte went straight to the
loony bin.
The
end
For
those of us that can remember back that
far -- and
sweet Jeezus I’m getting old -- back in
1978, America was in the midst of an oil
embargo and an energy crisis that makes
the $2.00 gas hike we had during the
summer of 2000 a mere nuisance. Eventually,
the embargo was lifted, Reaganonomics took
over, and the oil flowed in, resulting,
eventually, into SUV’s and soccer moms. (OPEC’s
revenge? You be the judge.)
Americathon
is strangely prophetic in some instances (like
the whole Nike casual wear thing),
and if nothing else it shows us our
priorities haven’t changed a whole lot
in the last twenty years.
I
think my favorite part of Americathon
is Harvey Korman’s tour de force as
Monte Rushmore. His megalomania is only
matched by his paranoia and bloated sense
of self worth. There’s a great running
gag he had with a Shirley Temple clone who
winds up stealing his toupee after he’s
shot. But my favorite scene is when they
are falling way behind on donations, and
when a kid who skateboarded across the
country collecting donations arrives,
Harvey welcomes the bruised and tired kid
with a hug. But when it's revealed that he
only collected about $36 bucks in change,
Monte screams at him, then shoves him off
the stage where he crashes in a heap.
So,
there are some other funny moments in Americathon,
but a lot of it comes off as kinda shticky.
The absurd stuff comes off as funny, while
other jokes are pretty dated and won’t
make a whole lot of sense if you’re
under twenty. Those of you in the age
appropriate bracket, however, will
probably have a few yuks at the film's
expense.
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