Chuck and Lyle go commando on the CIA and are rewarded with all their dreams coming true: Namely, a government-funded live album and a girlfriend they can both share.
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain, except the makers of this movie. It’s the penultimate installment of Ishtar!
“And this is what this movie has finally degenerated to: jokes on the level of someone yelling ‘ching chong, ching chong’ to imitate Chinese people.”
“Remember when they performed their show at the Chez Casablanca and all the tourists loved it? We were all so much younger then.”
“I got a feeling something went really wrong, and Ishtar got made.”
“Holy crap, $50 million and Coke couldn’t even get their own product plugged in this movie? No wonder they sold off the studio.”
“I can’t tell what’s funnier here, the random violence against women, or Lyle being a gay basher. Either way: comedy gold!”
“Even putting aside the absurd notion of a presumably devout Muslim woman flashing her tits in public, I really can’t imagine who thought this was funny.”
“Fans of the movie (and yes, this movie does have fans) will tell you it’s actually an underappreciated gem. I’m here to tell you those people might be clinically insane.”